My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 440

“How could you snatch away the junior ballroom I reserved? Did you hook up with some rich man again?”

All of Mary’s effort beforehand to make herself look and sound like a sophisticated lady became futile the moment

she saw Ashlyn step foot into the junior ballroom.

Her eyes were filled with resentment as she glared at Ashlyn. She badly wanted to feed the latter to the dogs.

Penelope also chided, “What right do you have to come here? You’re not worthy of this place. I don’t think you can

even afford to stay here for one night!”

Both women hounded Ashlyn like a pair of mad dogs that wanted to rip Ashlyn’s head off in the next moment to

vent out their anger and frustration.

“Where did these two psychos come from?” Shannon said angrily, “When did the security of a five-star hotel

become this bad?”

“Maybe they’re just a pair of mad dogs,” Ashlyn replied nonchalantly as she shook Mary’s hands off.

She never expected to meet Mary and Penelope here.

How did the mother and daughter turn their lives around? They no longer have any source of income after Horace

was placed behind bars. They can’t be this well off.

They look like the nouveau riche in their expensive jewelry and branded clothes.

Mary was especially arrogant and domineering today. Those who didn’t know any better would have thought she

was a bully.

`Mary gritted her teeth and glared at Ashlyn. She was completely taken over by rage as she cursed, “Don’t think I

can’t recognize you with your mask on. Stop acting!”

“Yeah, my mom’s right. You didn’t become some rich man’s mistress, did you? Is that why you’re wearing a mask?”

Penelope mocked, “It’s only fitting for people like you to sleep with bald, old men in exchange for some money.”

Ashlyn couldn’t be bothered with the mother-daughter pair anymore. She merely looked at them and said, “Please

give way; we’re going in.”

Mary smiled coldly, rolled her eyes, and blocked the entrance with her arms crossed. “You want to go in? Don’t

even think about it. I was first to reserve this junior ballroom! Who do you think you are? You’re just a dirty bi***!”

The more she thought about it, the more enraged she became.

Ashlyn was the sole reason her husband was put behind bars and also the reason her company went bankrupt.

Because of Ashlyn, Mary was made a laughing stock among Lake City’s socialites.

Mary loathed Ashlyn so much she wanted to skin her alive and drink her blood.

She couldn’t control herself anymore as she raised her hand to land another slap on Ashlyn’s face.

However, another hand grabbed hers before Ashlyn could even make a move.

The mon wosn’t gentle with her ot oll os he threw her onto the ground.

Mory fell to the floor ond poin shot up her toilbone.

Nevertheless, she quickly stood up ond borked furiously, “Do you know who I om? How dore you hit me?”

“Throw her out.”

A mon’s icy voice spoke up from behind.

Mory looked over in surprise ond sow Lucos, dressed in o block suit, wolking towords Ashlyn. He hod cold eyes ond o

domineering presence. The corridor lighting mode his hondsome feotures even more prominent.

Eoch step he took sent chills down everyone’s spine.

He’s clossy ond elegont, yet cold ond indifferent.

“M-Mr. Nolon? Whot ore you doing here?” Mory widened her eyes in disbelief os her body trembled.

But then she quickly come bock to her senses. So whot if it’s Lucos Nolon? I’m now the doughter of the Count of

Moredonio. Why should I feor him?

She puffed out her chest ond glored ot Spencer, who hod pushed her to the ground o moment ogo. “Who do you

think you ore? How dore you treot me os such?”

She pulled Penelope over ond soid, “Mr. Nolon, do you know who we ore right now? Do you still wont to do business

in Moredonio? Huh? Nothing good will come to you if you offend us. I’m telling you, my doughter is o hundred times

nobler thon thot bi*** Ashlyn!”

The man wasn’t gentle with her at all as he threw her onto the ground.

Mary fell to the floor and pain shot up her tailbone.

Nevertheless, she quickly stood up and barked furiously, “Do you know who I am? How dare you hit me?”

“Throw her out.”

A man’s icy voice spoke up from behind.

Mary looked over in surprise and saw Lucas, dressed in a black suit, walking towards Ashlyn. He had cold eyes and a

domineering presence. The corridor lighting made his handsome features even more prominent.

Each step he took sent chills down everyone’s spine.

He’s classy and elegant, yet cold and indifferent.

“M-Mr. Nolan? What are you doing here?” Mary widened her eyes in disbelief as her body trembled.

But then she quickly came back to her senses. So what if it’s Lucas Nolan? I’m now the daughter of the Count of

Maredania. Why should I fear him?

She puffed out her chest and glared at Spencer, who had pushed her to the ground a moment ago. “Who do you

think you are? How dare you treat me as such?”

She pulled Penelope over and said, “Mr. Nolan, do you know who we are right now? Do you still want to do business

in Maredania? Huh? Nothing good will come to you if you offend us. I’m telling you, my daughter is a hundred times

nobler than that bi*** Ashlyn!”