My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 625

The elevator doors slid open with a ding.

Naomi walked out of the elevator with Ashlyn, obviously in a good mood. Meanwhile, Helena, who was behind them, felt her legs weaken. She would have difficulty walking out of the elevator if her assistant did not help her.

Ashlyn's eyes flickered. She is staying on the fifth floor too?

“It was unexpected that my brother acted so quickly to seek revenge for me. It's amazing.” Naomi turned and grabbed Ashlyn's hand happily. Ashlyn raised her brows as she heard that.

Although Lucas had a cold expression and appeared indifferent, he had never shirked his responsibility being an elder brother even though he was not the biological son of the Nolan family.

He was always strict with Naomi and Blair on the outside as well.

Helena's assistant helped her get back to her room by supporting her cold body.

As they entered the room, Helena acted as if she had gone crazy. She grabbed and squeezed her assistant's hand before shouting, “Naomi is such a b*tch!”

Her assistant yelped at the sudden pain. “Ms. Helena, please stop...”

was so enraged that she vented her anger on her assistant, squeezing the latter's hand

the hands and legs of her

tears anymore. She pleaded to Helena incessantly, “Ms. Helena, I beg you. Please let

would be dead in the hospital if I didn't pay you a high salary. You're hopeless like Naomi. You can't even do a great job at bearing the brunt of my anger!” Helena grasped her phone and flung it toward

not help but dodge. Yet, the phone hit right on the arch of her brow. Her eye instantly swelled up, and her tears started rolling down her

to grit her teeth and suffer

temperamental. She was not easy to get along with, in contrast to

common for the former

not get herself another job. On top of that, she needed money for her mother's

only sacrifice herself for Helena to

toward Helena was incomprehensible as the latter had

tired of beating her assistant, she

onto the ground with her body covered with bruises. The skin on her forehead was chapped, and blood started trickling down from the wound. She looked like a fierce and battered ghost climbing out

it was from her manager. His reprimand traveled through the phone. “What's happening? How often do I tell you to be careful of the others having leverage over you? How did you get caught sleeping with

opportunity in the industry...”

that Helena had destroyed her innocent image. What that girl