My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas) novel Chapter 340

Chapter 340

You want to see me make a fool of myself, right? Over my dead body!

By 6.30 PM, the spectators gradually entered the Concert Hall and sat in their places under the directions of the crew.

The two rows closest to the stage were roundtable VIP seats filled with exquisite dishes of food and desserts.

Each seat was labelled with a nametag, who were all VIPs of Lake City.

The Mayor, Mr. Field, sat at the middlemost table and he was flanked by the other political leaders of Lake City, while the other tables sat the other important administrators of Lake City.

While the first row consisted of VIPs from the leaders of Lake City, the second row was filled with important figures in the business realm and famous artists of the city.

Behind the tables were the third and fourth rows, where they were regular rows of seats with no tables.

These two rows were now empty, as they were prepared for the performers who have finished their performances.

Currently, the stage was empty as the show hadn’t started yet.

Most of the spectators were seated in their places now. Led by Harrison and Anderson, Ashlyn’s men had also found their seats and were waiting for the show to start. The seats assigned by Ashlyn were located right in the middle of the Concert Hall. Hence, they all get to enjoy the best view of the performances.

As for Jared, he was sitting in the second row as the representative of Centennial Healthcare.

Sitting beside Jared was Winsor, who also brought his younger brother Tinsor with him.

Dixon also happened to share the same table as them.

The four of them merely exchanged pleasantries before taking their seats and then talked no more.

Except for Tinsor...

He was almost jumping in excitement in his seat.

“Hey, Winsor. Do you think my goddess, Ashlyn, will perform today? The social media is in chaos now and they are waiting to see her make a fool of herself.”

“I’m going to fanboy over my goddess and cheer for her later.”

“Winsor-”

“Shut up!” Winsor growled lowly at his brother and glared at him. “Mr. Field and the other VIPs are all sitting in front of us. Do you want to embarrass yourself?”

Finally, Tinsor pouted his lips and kept them shut.

It was already 6.59 pm.

Almost everyone had arrived at the Hall, except for one.