My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 89

Chapter 89: Rating My Wife?

Ashley’s face soured as she stood in the mansion’s lobby with Nolan, staring at the items being carried inside. Each of them came from different designers, ranging from the most renowned to rising names.

"If someone robs Dominion today, I’d say it’s worth the risk," she muttered, causing Nolan to chuckle.

Nolan glanced at her, wearing his usual soft smile. "Madam, the master has been worried about the plantation since he heard about the problem. However, when he learned that you had found a solution and that it would be resolved, he told me to call the designers so you could choose what to wear for the charity ball."

She opened her lips, but then forced a smile.

"Of course," she said, setting her eyes back on the racks and twinkling pieces before her. "I just thought I already had a lot of clothes in the closet. I was thinking I could just use those."

When Ashley came here, she didn’t have anything with her aside from the small bag she carried during that cursed date with a minion from the Marcelos. Even so, she never had to worry about what to wear—bags, accessories, footwear ranging from heels to sneakers—everything was prepared for her from head to toe.

Not to mention the months she spent splurging, practically challenging the word limitless with the card Lucian had given her.

In other words, Ashley didn’t think much about what to wear to the ball because she already had plenty of clothes for every occasion. Besides, she was no longer deliberately making herself look bad.

Then again, I don’t really have a good sense of style, she thought. I just wear what looks good to me. Lucian doesn’t mind, even if I show up in a Halloween costume. He still... does what he does, regardless.

Thinking about how Lucian never even flinched—kissing her even after she ate something that smelled terrible—made her wonder if he had some sort of sensory or visual problem.

"Madam, do you think this is a little excessive?" Nolan asked out of pure curiosity. "If you do, I can cancel some of them."

She snapped out of her thoughts and looked back at him, studying his expression before shaking her head.

"It’s not that, Nolan. I mean, I already have clothes, but since this is an important ball, I understand," she said with a polite smile. "By the way, you mentioned instructors, right?"

"Yes."

"Then I’ll meet them first. I know the designers have different preferences, but the instructors will surely help."

Nolan smiled in satisfaction, half expecting Ashley to feel more overwhelmed by all of this. She never liked it, which was ironic, considering she had spent her first few months in Dominion splurging.

"Some of the instructors are already in the drawing room. I’ll walk you there."

"Mhm."

With that, Nolan led the way, taking her to where the etiquette instructors could turn Ashley into a more refined lady in just a few days. Deep in his heart, he was worried that time was limited, considering Ashley had postponed this for the plantation.

Little did he know, Nolan didn’t need to worry too much.

Because the woman following behind him had her eyes blazing with determination. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

I learned these lessons in my previous life, Ashley thought. Although I didn’t perfect them before, I will be better this time. Ace it with flying colors!

Once they reached the drawing room, Ashley met very familiar faces—people she had once been deeply frustrated with. The same people she had given a hard time, accusing them of being Dominion’s puppets and executors of Lucian’s punishments.

She almost cringed at the embarrassing memory.

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Hours later, Lucian returned from an on-site business trip. As soon as he arrived, Nolan was already waiting for him at the entrance of the manor.

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