My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas) novel Chapter 785

Chapter 785

As Nicholas stared at Ashlyn's beautiful and enthralling countenance, he finally snapped out of his daze.

Ever since she made her appearance, he could not shake off the inexplicable sense of familiarity within him. Her profile was exceedingly familiar, but he could not recall where he had seen her before.

Nonetheless, he truly could not stand Mary, Penelope, and Susan's actions.

“My brother is right. Ms. Canter, Ms. Penelope, and Mdm. Blackwood must apologize to Ms. Ashlyn.”

Mary's vision went black for a moment.

Back at H Nation, Ryan forced me to apologize to Ashlyn. Why is it that in Maredania now, I'm coerced by these few big shots to apologize again? What exactly do I owe her?

Bianca's face flushed bright red. All her dignity and prestige had been destroyed by Mary.

“Apologize to Ms. Ashlyn.”

At that, Mary's eyes went wide in disbelief.

“Mom! How could you say that as well? I'm your daughter, Mom!”

“It's because you're my daughter that you've got to have more of a sense of responsibility and take responsibility for something you've done,” Bianca asserted sharply, her voice forceful and sonorous. It was as though she was still the unyielding female general who went on the battlefield back then.

Humiliated, Mary turned to Ashlyn.

However, she simply could not bring herself to apologize to the latter in front of everyone.

“It looks like Ms. Canter doesn't want to apologize to my wife. In that case, shouldn't the Yates family give my wife an explanation?”

Out of the blue, an icy voice rang out from the hall entrance.

Squinting, Ashlyn gazed at the tall figure standing against the light. Appearing like a knight on horseback, the man effortlessly snagged everyone's attention.

As his luxurious black leather shoes trod on the ground, every single step carried a strong aura, reflecting on his face and emanating off his entire body.

Every gesture of his spoke of authority and power.

Everywhere Lucas went, he was the center of attention.

He swept his gaze over the crowd in the hall, a hint of contempt showing on his frosty expression.

When his sharp gaze landed on Ashlyn, the coldness within his unfathomable eyes promptly turned into faint affection.

Ashlyn could hear his familiar footsteps gradually drawing closer to her.