My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 216

That’s why not a single family has ever been skeptical about my charity events or tea parties.

Some families even had their wives or daughters come to butter Sienna up for the sake of maintaining good connections with Haddock Group.

They’d even give her money at times.

Yet, Ashlyn was publicly looking into this matter.

How dare she try to expose me in front of everyone?

Sienna took a deep breath and maintained the smile on her face. “As I’ve mentioned before, we will support those who donate and reimburse them tenfold if they are deceived. That’s why, Ms. Berry, we’ll never accept any frauds here. There must be some misunderstanding between you and Jeremy Halliwell.”

Ashlyn glanced at Sienna calmly. “Oh? In that case, Ms. Oates, you might want to listen... To this.”

She replayed the audio recording of Jared’s conversation with the principal of University T.

Everyone’s gazes fell on Ashlyn and they noted how exquisite she looked. Her light makeup made her look even more elegant and fairy-like.

With a demeanor that was neither aggressive nor insecure, the woman held her phone in her porcelain-skinned hand.

This was a face that every woman couldn’t help but covet.

Sienna was filled with rage but tried her best to maintain her composure. “This doesn’t explain anything, Ms. Berry. I’ll only believe you if you can get the principal of University T to personally come over and make his statement. I have more trust in Haddock Group than your voice recording.”

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of the rich women couldn’t help but speak up. “You’re going too far, Ms. Berry. Mr. Halliwell here already has it rough; why are you still doubting him? You’re adding salt

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