My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 827

Chapter 827

“Verily, this makes Dixon and ZZ Organization’s relationship exceedingly suspicious. I’m afraid… that this matter isn’t that simple.”

“Mr. Blair said he and Tinsor overheard the conversation between Dixon and Sienna and even have a recording of it.” While saying that, Jared found the recording on his phone and played it for Ashlyn.

Arching an eyebrow, Ashlyn listened for some time before motioning for him to turn it off.

“So, Dixon has a shipment of smuggled goods and wants to sell it to someone else this Sunday. Moreover, he wants to make the deal in the Heavenly Waterfall Room under Haddock Group? Haha, he even said that Haddock Group’s financials are riddled with holes because they embezzled company funds.”

Ashlyn’s eyes brimmed with disdain as she continued, “Such claims can only fool those two kids. The holes in Haddock Group’s financials aren’t because of the so-called embezzlement of company funds. Instead, it’s because there’s something fishy about their charitable organization.”

“What should we do now, Boss? We’ve got to take revenge for this matter! The ruination of Imperial Hotel must have been a conspiration between Haddock Group and ZZ Organization.” Luigi saw red.

Some of Imperial Hotel’s employees were still in the hospital then. Although they survived, injuries were inevitable.

“Since Dixon is luring us to Heavenly Waterfall Room, we’ll play along with him. I’d like to see what he’s up to.” Ashlyn dipped her eyes before fixing her gaze on Luigi. “Instruct our men to remain calm. Then, spread the word that we also have a shipment of goods that we’re selling at The Peacock on Saturday night.”

“Understood, Boss.”

“Understood, Boss.”

Luigi immediately left to execute the order.

Jared, on the other hand, frowned slightly. “Boss, this is obviously Dixon’s trap. At that time, he would have definitely set up a trap. Must you go?”

“No one in this world can dupe me and escape unscathed!” Ashlyn stood up from the couch, her eyes as cold as ice.

She then said, “I’m going to pick Lucas up. His treatment has probably ended.”

“Boss, Trashy Idol is going to have a celebratory party in a few days. Besides… as the investor and producer, you’ve got to attend the awards ceremony since it’s been shortlisted for the Golden Ox Awards.”

Jared turned on his phone again, reporting the schedule to her like a secretary. “So… when are you planning to return to the country?”

Ashlyn peered at the man out of the corner of her eye. An indescribable tenderness showed on her beautiful face. “In another two days after Lucas’ condition has stabilized.”

Sometime later, Ashlyn brought her car to a stop at the gates of the Leno residence.

Then, she climbed out of the car. A tall man was crouching in the small vegetable garden, watering the vegetables.

He wore a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbow, baring a small stretch of his strong and solid arms.

As he watered the vegetables while crouching with a water pipe in hand, he appeared pretty professional for some inexplicable reason.

It seems that he always looks at home in whatever he does. He’s a mogul in the business world, yet he still looks as good holding a water pipe in the hand in which he usually holds a Montblanc pen.

Lifting her hand, Ashlyn rubbed her chin.

Perhaps it’s because he’s handsome, so he looks good no matter what he does?

After Lucas had watered the vegetables for a while, he seemingly sensed a thoughtful gaze on him. He lifted his eyes, meeting Ashlyn’s gaze since she didn’t manage to retract it in time.

Under the setting sun, Ashlyn’s eyes glittered like crystals.

Lucas placed the water pipe in his hand down and turned off the faucet. Having done that, he strolled over to her and gazed down at her. “It’s pretty nice to experience rural life once in a while.”

Ashlyn’s rosy lips curved into a smile. “Why, you want to retire so early, Mr. Nolan?”

“Nope.”

Taking her creamy hand in his, Lucas started walking out with her. “How could I retire when I haven’t made a fortune for you to spend?”

“Lucas, you haven’t told me how you got the neighboring town’s firefighters to work with you that day.”

Ashlyn quirked a brow as she eyed the man’s broad back.

All the firefighters on the plane Lucas piloted that day were those she asked Quiet Forest to seek out in the neighboring town.

“Then, you tell me who you sought out to get those firefighters to lend you a hand.”