Ashlyn stared at him blankly, “Where are we going?”
“We’re going home,” he said as he carried her bridal style and made their way out.
The Lamborghini sped all the way back to the manor.
Lucas opened the door, carried her down the car, and took big strides towards the bedroom.
“Take a rest first. I’ll prepare your bath,” he said. Then, he folded his sleeves and went to the bathroom.
Ashlyn’s body still felt limp as she lay on the bed.
The sound of running water from the bathroom could be heard.
Her tense emotions instantly relaxed.
When Lucas came out of the bathroom, he noticed she was fast asleep.
The blazer draped on her shoulder fell to the floor and revealed her crumpled dress. It was torn at the hem and ripped at the collar, showing bruises on her snow-white skin.
He couldn’t imagine the torture she had suffered.
She was drugged!
Someone actually dare to drug my woman?
That person must have a death wish!
At the Fashion Week event.
Megan felt restless and uneasy in her seat. She was lost in thoughts and didn’t pay attention to the fashion show right in front of her.
Ms. X turned the tables?
She frowned deeply as she couldn’t wrap her head around it.
What happened?
Abigail walked to her and said in a low voice, “Director Hobbs, I have bad news.”
She told Megan everything she saw.
Megan turned white as a sheet, “What did you say? She defeated both of them and it was recorded? Reedman’s wife came too?”
What in the world?! This was completely out of her expectation.
I just wanted to win an award and kick Ashlyn out of the company!
How did things turned out this way?
Megan almost fainted.
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