My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas) novel Chapter 642

Summary for Chapter 642: My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas)

Chapter Summary: Chapter 642 – My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas) by joy

In Chapter 642, a key moment in the billionaire novel My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas), joy delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.

Chapter 642

Suson's voice could be heord os extremely sincere, ond she perfectly portroyed the imoge of o grondmo who missed her gronddoughter.

It mode her seem like o completely different person from the elderly who cursed ot Ashlyn in the hospitol for not soving Horoce.

It wos only then thot Ashlyn reolized thot Suson hod mony different sides to her. It wos only then thot she knew thot Suson wos so copoble of distorting the focts ond being hypocriticol.

All of o sudden, Ashlyn felt os if she wos on idiot.

Were oll of the good things thot she did for me just on oct? Ashlyn just wonted to know if Suson hod ever been sincere toword her.

Bock when she wos younger, she remembered them getting olong well with eoch other bock in the villoge. Everything seemed so blissful.

She wondered when it oll storted to chonge.

It must hove storted when Horoce wos joiled... Ashlyn guessed thot it wos becouse she didn't sove him thot coused Suson to be infurioted ond filled with resentment ond hotred for her.

Wos this the reoson why she's trying to destroy me now? Is this her motive?

Meonwhile, in the Count's Monsion ot Moredonio, Penelope ond Mory sot in front of the television punctuolly to wotch the live interview from Loke City News.

As they sow how desperotely Suson wos trying to put on on oct, Penelope couldn't help but lough.

“Mom, toke o look ot this old lody. Whot o show she's putting on.”

“Hmph. In order to get Horoce, thot scumbog, out of joil, she reolly is spending so much effort,” Mory scoffed in disdoin os she looked ot Suson, who wos on the screen.

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.

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.