My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 421

Chapter 421

“Huh!” Shannon huffed. “Qualified or not, we’ll see when the result comes out.”

“Haha, is that supposed to be funny? How can she compete with our director with that design? Don’t be ridiculous,” Abigail raved.

Shannon was about to refute when Ashlyn tugged on her arm, appeasing, “There’s no point arguing with an ignoramus.”

“Who are you calling an ignoramus?!” Abigail snapped.

“Uh, whoever who just answered me?” Ashlyn smirked.

“You!” Abigail screeched, springing up to her feet, drawing the attention of the guests who were there sitting quietly watching the show.

“Abigail, calm down.” Megan pressed her down to her seat in embarrassment. “They’ll get slapped in the face when the results come out.”

Abigail sat down again in a huff. “Right! I shall put up with this for now!”

The winner of the first show of Fashion Week wouldn’t be announced until all the brands had finished their presentations on the first day.

By then, it would already be afternoon.

After Ashlyn, Shannon and the others had watched the show for half a day, it was soon time for lunch.

Somewhere at the venue, there was a fine French restaurant where models and guests could dine directly after the show.

Meanwhile, in a magnificent manor in Maredania.

Penelope and Mary had been here for two days.

Looking like country bumpkins visiting the city for the first time, the pair of mother and daughter had been staying in a European-style manor under the protection of many bodyguards and the services of countless maids.

It was as though they were living in a fictional world.

At this time, Penelope and Mary were standing in a large tulip garden of the manor, admiring the flowers and the gorgeous scenery around them.

Everything seemed like a dream.

Penelope couldn’t help but ask again, “Mom… are these real? I’m not dreaming, am I? Mom, pinch me!”

“Don’t be silly.” Mary glared at her worthless daughter. “You will be the young lady of Count’s Mansion from now on, do you understand? Besides, the paternity test results of your grandmother and I have come out. So stop with the nonsense.”

Penelope and Mary had never expected that their lives would take a turn for the better.

Ever since Horace’s imprisonment, both mother and daughter had been at the end of their rope until they were brought back to Maredania by their family all of a sudden.

And since her father’s imprisonment, Penelope realized that she couldn’t even recognize her mother anymore. It shocked her to discover that her mother had been sleeping with bigwigs in exchange for money in order to maintain their rich lifestyle.

Instead of feeling ashamed for getting caught by Penelope when she brought the men home, she had given her a lesson, stating that, “To show that you’re capable is to rely on men to get to the top.”

Although Penelope enjoyed associating herself with rich young men as well, she thought she was at least more sensible than her mother who went to the extreme of sleeping with a man with a family.

Nevertheless, everything was good now since they had returned to the family.

They would have endless money to spend, and their social status would only keep rising.

“How’s Ashlyn, by the way?” Mary piped up, abhorrence written all over her face.

“Ryan has already gone to look for Ashlyn, Mom… But I’m scared. What happens if he falls in love with Ashlyn? You know, she’s so pretty…”

“You idiot! Your cousin is the heir of Count’s Mansion. What woman has he never seen before? He’s there to avenge us this time. It’d be the best scenario if he seduces Ashlyn, then dumps her ruthlessly and gets his hand on some of her dirt,” Mary said viciously, thinking of the losses she had suffered at the hands of Ashlyn. “I’ll make sure to be the one to destroy Ashlyn’s reputation when the time comes!”

“Don’t worry, Mom. I’ll woo Ryan with my charm and I’ll perform better in front of grandma,” Penelope said quickly.

Lucas had stabbed me in the wrist that day. The external injuries have healed, but my wrist tendons were badly injured. My wrist is still sore and weak until now that I can’t even lift any heavy objects. I must have my revenge!