My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 841

Chapter 841

Needless to say, Nessy was shocked by Isabella’s drastic change in demeanor.

Even the way Isabella’s looking at Ashlyn is weird! Is that a hint of eagerness and admiration I see? What the f*ck?

Nessy was still in a daze when Ashlyn’s cold and firm voice suddenly rang out.

“Ms. Rayner, Nolan Entertainment will never mistreat any of our artists, nor will we put the focus on any individual. So long as you’re capable, you’ll always have a chance to shine.”

Isabella said nothing more as she nodded and hastily walked away, her legs weak and shaky.

Alas, she was so distracted that she didn’t even realize she was about to crash into a pole.

“Be careful!”

Suddenly, she felt a strong hand grab and spin her around, causing her to fall into Ashlyn’s arms again.

Oh, my goodness, this is the second time! W-Why is Ashlyn the one catching me again? D*mn it! What is it about her that’s so irresistibly charming? Why does she have the ability to soften my heart and make me question everything that I’ve done? No! It shouldn’t be like this!

The next second, Isabella pushed Ashlyn away and fled.

“Goodbye, Mrs. Nolan,” Nessy quickly said before turning to run after Isabella.

Cindy swirled the wine in her glass as she smirked and puffed out her chest. “Ha! I knew it. Nobody can escape Mrs. Nolan’s charm!”

Upon hearing that, Naomi instantly chimed in, “What do you mean by that, Ms. Wynn? Do you have any ulterior motives toward my sister-in-law? Listen. Ashlyn is my brother’s, so I suggest you find

someone else to fixate on.”

“Don’t make me sound so crude, Ms. Nolan,” Cindy replied as she shot a look at Naomi. “All I want is to be Mrs. Nolan’s good friend. Please don’t blaspheme the pure feelings I have for her.”

“Pure? Blaspheme?” Naomi choked out while staring at Cindy’s massive breasts.

Will this woman stop spouting nonsense? She wants to flaunt her vocabulary, yet she keeps misusing her words. What an embarrassment! Besides, Ashlyn doesn’t need any other female friends when she already has me!

Just then, Naomi overheard a conversation between Greg and another famous director. “Director Maxwell, Trashy Idol sure made a clean sweep at the Golden Ox Awards. I have a question, though. Why didn’t Snowstorm show up to accept the Best Screenplay award? You had to do the honors, didn’t you?”

The mention of Snowstorm’s name immediately drew everyone’s attention to Greg.

Needless to say, they were all baffled. Why was Snowstorm, Jonathan’s favorite songwriter, also writing scripts for him?

Now that the script had won an award, it only added to the mystery of Snowstorm’s identity.

More importantly, how did Jonathan get so lucky to have such a powerful individual supporting him?

Many of the bigwigs at the celebration party were dying to have Snowstorm work for them.

After all, the latter was an exceptional talent, and if anyone managed to poach her, they knew it’d be the end of Greg and Jonathan’s lucky spree.

Everyone kept their eyes on Greg, hoping he’d tell them more about Snowstorm.

Unfortunately, he merely curled his lips into a faint smile and replied, “Sorry, I don’t know much about Snowstorm either. Back then, it was Mrs. Nolan who delivered the script to me. I didn’t even realize it was written by Snowstorm until much later.”

Within seconds, everyone finally connected the dots. They knew it was Ashlyn who got Snowstorm to write the script and later had Jonathan star in the film.

Despite that knowledge, a heavy silence soon befell the room. As it turned out, Ashlyn’s reputation preceded her. Anyone with access to the internet would have read a thing or two about her.