My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 642

Chapter 642

Susan’s voice could be heard as extremely sincere, and she perfectly portrayed the image of a grandma who missed her granddaughter.

It made her seem like a completely different person from the elderly who cursed at Ashlyn in the hospital for not saving Horace.

It was only then that Ashlyn realized that Susan had many different sides to her. It was only then that she knew that Susan was so capable of distorting the facts and being hypocritical.

All of a sudden, Ashlyn felt as if she was an idiot.

Were all of the good things that she did for me just an act? Ashlyn just wanted to know if Susan had ever been sincere toward her.

Back when she was younger, she remembered them getting along well with each other back in the village. Everything seemed so blissful.

She wondered when it all started to change.

It must have started when Horace was jailed… Ashlyn guessed that it was because she didn’t save him that caused Susan to be infuriated and filled with resentment and hatred for her.

Was this the reason why she’s trying to destroy me now? Is this her motive?

Meanwhile, in the Count’s Mansion at Maredania, Penelope and Mary sat in front of the television punctually to watch the live interview from Lake City News.

As they saw how desperately Susan was trying to put on an act, Penelope couldn’t help but laugh.

“Mom, take a look at this old lady. What a show she’s putting on.”

“Hmph. In order to get Horace, that scumbag, out of jail, she really is spending so much effort,” Mary scoffed in disdain as she looked at Susan, who was on the screen.

“Mom, are you really going to get Dad out of jail?” Penelope glanced at Mary curiously.

Now, Mary was the daughter of the Count. With one word from her, all those in H Nation would definitely respect her and respond to her demands.

“I left this matter to your uncle. He promised me that he would settle it.” Mary picked up a strawberry and put it into her mouth as she continued, “By now, he should have reached H Nation.”

“Dad is such a loser. If he comes back to the Count’s Mansion with us, he would only be embarrassing Granny,” Penelope grumbled as she pursed her lips. Deep down, she genuinely looked down on Horace.

“Especially since he’s been in jail and has a criminal record.” Mary rolled her eyes as she added, “I’ve already signed the divorce agreement. I’ll just give him a sum of money to get him to stop pestering us. Otherwise, with that greedy nature of his, he would definitely keep bothering us.”

“You’re right, Mom. With a Dad that has been in jail, I’m now embarrassed to go out for gatherings with the other socialites.”

Hearing Mary’s reply, Penelope was satisfied that she had the same thoughts as her.

She thought that someone as trashy as Horace wasn’t worthy of being with someone as distinguished as her mom.

At the H Nation’s international airport, a man with a tall stature walked out of the VIP passage.

A pair of dark shades covered half of his face, revealing only his stunning jawline and thin, sexy lips. There was a dazzling diamond earring on his right ear which sparkled resplendently in the bright

sunlight.

His chestnut-colored hair was refreshing and slick, with a few mischievous strands of fringe scattered over his forehead. The vivid blue highlights on his sideburns further accentuated a hint of flamboyance to his elegance.

Once he stepped out of the airport, a middle-aged man came forward to greet him, “Mr. Yates, this way please.”

Ryan Yates raised his eyebrows and followed the middle-aged man into the car.

“It is H Nation’s honor to be able to invite you as a judge for the International Piano Competition.” The middle-aged man who spoke to Ryan was none other than Gabriel Watson, one of the members of the organizing committee for the International Piano Competition.

“It’s my pleasure, Mr. Watson.” With a smirk, Ryan took off his sunglasses to reveal a pair of narrow eyes that shone with a hint of cheekiness.

“You’re a world-class pianist with numerous prestigious awards. How would I dare to disrespect you?” Gabriel replied humbly.

He was desperately trying to put on a humble stance.

However, he couldn’t be blamed for trying to butter up Ryan. If there was someone to be blamed, it would be the internationally renowned Piano Prince in front of him. Not only was he handsome, but he also came from a wealthy family.

He was the prominent heir to the Count’s Mansion in Maredania and had a title to his name. To the officials in Maredania, he was a prince who would likely inherit the position as Count to become a prominent figure in the future.