My Extraordinary Wife

“Lynlyn provoked her?” Lucas asked.
“Yes. Cassandra sent me a text on WhatsApp,” Spencer replied, taking out his phone to show Lucas the conversation.
“Dixon has gone overboard,” Lucas remarked as glints of hatred shone in his eyes.
“It’s time we launch our plan. I want these two out of the show. No one is getting in my wife’s way,” he added.
“Yes, Mr. Nolan.”
With that said, Spencer walked out of the venue to carry out Lucas’ orders while Lynette and Emerson remained clueless about
what would befall them.
All that while, they had behaved impudently because Dixon was on their side, but little did they know, Ashlyn had Lucas watching
her back, someone who would go to great lengths to protect her.
They were under the impression that Lucas and Ashlyn were just like any other high-profile couples in upper-class society who
maintained merely a facade of a happy marriage.
To them, Lucas would not have kept Ashlyn’s identity hidden if he truly loved her and had done so simply because he thought
she was an embarrassment to him.
Since Ashlyn was nothing but a plaything whom her own husband detested, Emerson and Lynette walked all over her to their
hearts’ content.
As for Lynette, she had her own motivation—she was set on marrying Dixon so she could enjoy an easy life.
This was an achievable goal for her since Dixon supported her career and was fixated on grooming her to be a celebrity even
more successful than Ashlyn.
That thought of her success was so appealing and exciting that it kept Lynette awake some nights.
Ashlyn Berry? Who does she think she is? She’s just a lucky old woman. Dixon must have arranged for her to be in this show so
that I could outshine her and prove to everyone who is the winner here. I’m clearly better than her.
That had been Lynette’s meditation all along until she saw Ashlyn in that night sky dress, which formed a stark contrast with her.

At that moment, she felt a blow to her confidence, for it was irrefutable that Ashlyn was beautiful.
Although Lynette hated to admit it—and so did everyone present—Ashlyn managed to attract everyone’s attention the moment
she appeared before the crowd.
In the meantime, X Corporation’s anniversary cum product launch was about to commence.
The backstage was busy as all the models were making final preparations for the event except for Ashlyn, who sat calmly in a
corner.
She had but one task that night at the opening: showcasing the night sky dress—her masterpiece and the best hit of the year.
That art piece was so highly-esteemed that an internationally-acclaimed actress had booked it for one of her red-carpet events a
month later.
While Ashlyn waited patiently for the event to begin, Emerson and Lynette threw taunting glances at her on and off as if they
were mocking her for being an underserving influencer who had landed at the wrong place.
Still, Ashlyn would not stoop that low as to entertain them.
“Boss, those two pricks are so annoying,” Cassandra complained. She was so exasperated she felt the urge to drive a hammer
through Emerson’s disgusting face. “How dare they do that to you?” Cassandra fumed.
“We’re not in the same league. Arguing with them will only make us seem low, so just leave the scums alone,” Ashlyn assured.
Judging from how Emerson and Lynette derived satisfaction from taking advantage of people, Ashlyn knew that they would not
make it far on their road to success.
“They’re annoying like flies, Boss. How could you be so unfazed?” Cassandra asked.
Ashlyn smiled at her question.
Cassandra could look silly sometimes, but that was what made her cute.
Bored, Cassandra took out her phone and pouted before taking a selfie for Spencer.

On the other end, when Spencer saw the adorable and youthful girl with bright round eyes in the photo, he felt a gush of heat
shooting up his cheeks.
She was so charming that his heart raced and blood boiled.
Meanwhile, over at backstage, a woman stood not far away, watching Ashlyn and Cassandra until she finally walked over to
them when the show was about to begin.