My Extraordinary Wife

Before Ashlyn could come back to her senses, Lucas pressed his lips against hers.
The next morning, before Ashlyn got out of bed, she received a call from Brand X’s public relations director.
“My dear Ms. X, it’s the brand’s anniversary event today. Will you be able to make it? The president hopes that you’ll be able to
show up at the event.”
Ashlyn chuckled. “I’ve never been allowed to appear in the anniversary events in the past years, so what’s with the change this
year?”
“It’s mainly because we’ve hired a few models for the brand this year, but it’s also because a few stars from our business partner
will be on the runway for us,” the public relations director carefully said.
Hearing that, Ashlyn lifted a brow and fell silent for a while. She then said, “All right. I’ll be there, but I won’t be there as a
designer. I’ll be there as Ashlyn Berry, got it?”
“Of course, of course. As long as you’re willing to come,” the public relations director hastily said before ending the call.
Ashlyn was popular and a major contributor to the disaster relief efforts, so naturally, the higher-ups had nothing but praise for
her.
Even if she were not Brand X’s designer—even if she were only the major contributor to the disaster relief—many would still wish
to catch a glimpse of her.
At three in the afternoon, Ashlyn and Cassandra drove to Rosalind’s studio. Right as they arrived, they heard the sounds of
Lynette’s news coming from the studio’s television.
It irked Cassandra.
“Boss, are we really going to let Lynette do as she pleases? She’s shamelessly coasting on your efforts non-stop!”
“She hasn’t done anything concrete that’s disrupting my life,” Ashlyn uttered in a flat tone. “It won’t be too late for us to intervene
if she really does that. Now, she’s only trying to gain fame by using my name, and if I were to mess with her now, people would
think that I was petty.”
“But this is so irritating. There’s only one of you in this world, and no matter how much she looks like you, she’s a fraud!”
Cassandra angrily cried out.

She despised Lynette and was disgusted by how Lynette shared the same family name as Ashlyn—Berry.
“Forget it. She’s only getting called Lynlyn; she hasn’t done anything outrageous,” Ashlyn said as she walked into Rosalind’s
studio. “It really won’t be too late for us to deal with her if she does something absurd.”
Cassandra nodded.
She had faith in Ashlyn.
After all, Ashlyn was no doormat. Anyone who dared to lay a finger on Ashlyn would receive a swift punch in return.
Upon entering Rosalind’s studio, Ashlyn saw Rosalind, who was in a meeting. “Is my dress ready?”
Rosalind curled her lips and glanced at the time. “You’re X Corporation’s designer, but you’re asking me for the dress? Are you
trying to ruin X Corporation’s reputation?”
“Pah! It’s just a dress. I’ll wear another designer’s dress if that’s what I want, and I’ll wear whatever brand I like,” Ashlyn coldly
said, sounding aggressive.
Rosalind immediately took a dress off the rack and said, “For you.”
Ashlyn glimpsed at the dress. “Not bad. I’ll pay right now.”
Rosalind frowned. “Stop with the act. You were the one who invested in my studio back then, and I’ve always given you my
clothes for free. Paying me now will be insulting me!”
Right then, Cassandra, who barely slept well the night before, yawned. “That’s enough. Stop messing around. The event’s about
to start.”
X Corporation’s event would start at seven in the evening, and Ashlyn had arrived at six in the evening.
Brand X had been one of the top-tier brands in the country.
Not only were they having an event for their anniversary, but they even invited quite a number of celebrities and several famous
models for the opening and closing shows.
All of the models, naturally, were wearing X Corporation’s new clothes.

The moment Ashlyn arrived, the public relations director ran over. “Ms. Berry!”
“Hmm?” Ashlyn raised her brow at him. “Why are you in such a hurry? Did something happen?”
“Well... Mr. Shaw is asking for you to walk the runway for the opening show. Are you okay with that?” the public relations director
tentatively asked her, his wish for her to accept it visible on his face. Ashlyn had a pretty face and a slender body. However, she
was about a hundred and seventy centimeters tall—a little short for modeling standards.