My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 441

“What a pain!” Lucas spat coldly and made eye contact with a few men in black behind him.

The men immediately apprehended Mary and Penelope and dragged them towards the elevator.

“Lucas, Ashlyn, just you wait. I will get you back!” Mary almost went insane with anger as she cursed under her breath.

The hotel manager was pale with fright as he stood before Lucas. His forehead was dotted with cold sweat as he said, “Mr. Nolan, I’m sorry. This is all my fault.”

Lucas looked furious. He said frigidly, “I don’t want to see the two of them ever again.”

“Yes, yes. I will arrange for it immediately.” With that, the hotel manager escaped from the scene.

From then onward, Mary and Penelope were barred from stepping foot into any of the hotels under the Nolan Group.

Meanwhile, over at the hotel’s lobby, bodyguards dressed in black were dragging Mary and Penelope out of the hotel’s main entrance.

Mary’s face was flushed with embarrassment and panic. She tried her best to suppress her burning rage at the thought of the other socialites around the lobby. The two women helped each other up and tried to re-enter the hotel lobby.

Nevertheless, they were stopped by two security guards the moment they pushed the door open. “I’m sorry, both of you have been blacklisted by our hotel. Please do not enter.”

The group of socialites who had been waiting in the lounge was getting impatient.

They exchanged glances and followed them when they saw Mary and Penelope being thrown out of the hotel.

They stared at Mary and Penelope in shock when they heard the security guard’s words. One of the marchionesses spoke up, “Ms. Canter, what is the meaning of this? Are you aware that this hotel is part of a global chain? If you are blacklisted, it means that all of the hotels under this chain will not serve you.”

What in

you say you’ve reserved the junior ballroom and we were going to have a

we not allowed to stay in this hotel nor hold a party

put on a professional smile. “Everyone who had checked in just now

“That’s more like it.”

I’m worried they’re going to chase us out of Fashion Week tomorrow,” the marchioness gave Mary a penetrating gaze. She didn’t even try to hide the disdain

we’d better go shopping

it, let’s just have some fun during our

mood to wotch the show tomorrow.

sociolites were not

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be extremely petty ofter hoving

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reolly hord to tell thot Mory

the bullet with

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bone. If not for Ashlyn,

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Lucos