My One In A Million Wife

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 245

It was probably a once in a lifetime event.

Somebody even uploaded the pitch-black video to the internet.

Just as Ashlyn finished her second song, the manager came running inside while sweating profusely. Behind him were several staff members carrying candles.

“My sincerest apologies, dearest guests. Our technicians are working as fast as they can to solve this problem and we’ve also contacted the Power Supply Bureau. We’ve brought you some candles so you may all enjoy a candlelit dinner. Tonight, everything shall be on the house!”

Then, he instructed his staff to distribute the candles to various tables.

Within minutes, the restaurant glittered like fireflies were dancing around inside.

Needless to say, the atmosphere this created was indescribably romantic.

Ashlyn took this opportunity to slip back into her seat across from Pierre.

In the kitchen, the generator was growling loudly as it generated enough electricity so the kitchen staff could resume their duties.

If that were placed in the dining area, the noise it created would have affected the customers’ mood and dining experience.

That was why Ashlyn decided on using candles instead.

“Ms. Berry, you’re so amazing!” Pierre shot her thumbs up.

flatter me. My singing is nothing special.” She

director of a record company. I could give him

interested. You have to keep this

everything low profile and then some.” Admiration shone on his face as

“That’s right.”

Power

members on duty were trembling as they stared at the Satan who was sitting in the office

Nolan, called their director earlier and ordered them to

hell

had thought that by cutting off the electricity to Imperial Hotel, Ashlyn and

And then what happened?

business. They somehow came up with the idea to create candlelit dinners and waive the bills for their customers to ensure

while a terrifying

eating with that damn man. Do I have to interrupt

stood up, his well-built body and tall height incredibly intimidating to the other

an active volcano that was ready

the car with his

as he asked, “Where

Hotel.” Was the

fear

…

media sites were exploding with