Suddenly, a pale and haggard woman rushed in and shouted, “Reedman!”
Slap!
The woman slapped Reedman right across the face.
Reedman was about to fight back, but he remembered he was in public and surrounded by reporters. He held his temper and grabbed the woman’s hand, “Honey, what are you doing?”
The reporters broke into a flurry of conversation.
“It looks like our best performer and his wife have a great relationship.”
“Yeah, they look so in love.”
“But why did his wife slapped him?
“What’s going on? The police mentioned something about drugs.”
“Did Ms. X wrongly accused him?”
“I think so too.”
Ashlyn’s heard the reporters bootlicking Reedman, but she couldn’t care less.
She only had eyes for Lucas.
Her gaze fell on the man who had well-defined features like a statue. She wasn’t sure if it was because of the lighting in the hallway, but this man was unbelievably handsome.
Lucas held a disquieting aura as he strode towards her. His gaze held haughtiness just like a high and mighty king who belongs on a pedestal.
He always stunned the crowd whenever he made an appearance.
He was just so dashing and domineering.
Ashlyn looked at Lucas silently as he stopped in front of her. He lowered his eyes at this petite woman and noticed her dress was torn. Then, he took off his tuxedo and draped it on her.
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