My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 607

Ashlyn's icy cold reaction was enough to suffocate Lucas.

Despite the fact that Lucas had identified the murderer, Ashlyn was still exceptionally aloof when she looked at him.

What is it even if he found the murderer? We've already drawn a clear line between us, haven't we?

“Boss...” uttered Jared. He seemed like he could feel Ashlyn's emotions. Jared squeezed Ashlyn's arm with his big hands. Then he inched up against her ear and whispered, “At least you still have us around.”

Ashlyn lifted her chin and looked up at Jared. She smiled and said, “I'm doing fine.”

Jared looked tall and dashing. He also had a warm and upbeat disposition whereas Ashlyn had a bright smile. She always appeared elegant and classy. Clad in a suit with leather shoes, Jared looked every inch like the president of a company. Ashlyn looked sassy in her racing outfit, with her long hair flowing in the wind.

Together, the charismatic duo made perfect targets for media photos. The fans and media reporters quickly snapped up those photogenic moments of the duo.

Before that, long-time, devoted fans of the duo thought the two should get together. Those fans assumed it was an intentional display of affection by Jared, the charming CEO of Centennial Healthcare, toward his girlfriend.

With no time to lose, those fans posted eagerly on Twitter.

When the Twitter posts were out, the topic dominated the top trending searches.

Ashlyn and God of Cars, S, were the top trending keywords for quite a while.

Sandwiched between those Twitter headlines, there were a couple of headlines on Carmen as Claire's murderer.

Meanwhile, the Centennial Healthcare employees and subordinates were all bewildered.

cramped with

is actually our

Carmen in front of

actions too humiliating

Anderson brothers. They had wished

our boss like that. When

in misery, they wished they could turn back the clock. If they could reverse time, they would never

about how mean

beforehand. However, he allowed them to continue with their mistake without lending a

oblivion as the employees fought amongst themselves in a

Ashlyn felt

car race required her fullest concentration, she

in the last round, her stamina had not fully recovered to its

her tight and heavy racing outfit. As she stepped out of the changing room, she noticed a tall and muscular

familiar scent whiffed

continued walking ahead. Suddenly, the man extended

said

else is there to talk about between us?” said

muttered the man, who turned out to be Lucas. Before Lucas could finish his words, Ashlyn cut him off coldly. ”Lucas, you're not qualified to say those words to me. Besides, I'm the God of Cars, S. Where were you when I started underground car racing in the past?”

palm away

Ashlyn's back view drifting further and