My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 664

“Y-You...” Eric mumbled, not quite knowing what to say. He prided himself on being worldly-wise, but even he had never gone so red in the face before. “Will Mr. Shaw be coming too?”

“It's only the preliminary rounds,” Ashlyn scoffed, her gaze cold and distant.

Eric's expression immediately darkened. What Ashlyn had meant was that something as insignificant as the preliminary rounds didn't warrant the presence of both her and Richard.

“Yes, yes,” Eric replied. “You're right...”

Oh, my goodness. Me and my big mouth! I should've kept it shut instead of asking such dumb questions. D*mn it!

In fact, never in Eric's wildest dreams did he think that Richard's godsister would turn out to be the famous Madeline Saunders.

He couldn't help but think of the Chapman family again, a memory that left him shaking his head dejectedly.

My luck has been on a downward spiral ever since I got involved with the Chapman family. I really ought to keep my distance from them!

A while later, the receptionist from before politely handed Ashlyn a judge's card. “My sincerest apologies, Ms. Saunders. I didn't mean to offend you earlier. I hope you can forgive me.”

There wasn't anyone in the music industry who didn't want to get to know Madeline Saunders, yet the receptionist was blind to have made things difficult for her. The feeling of regret began to sink in fast.

was a lowly employee in the theater, it had taken her a great deal of

never expected that she'd mess with the

is someone I absolutely couldn't afford

Gabriel was about to accompany Ashlyn into the theater when the

sharp-eyed Sisley saw Ashlyn, a look of

bumping into Ashlyn, and now that she did, she felt

anyone in her family that Ashlyn was none other than

and Harry are allowed to participate in this competition. Do people not know that this is a prestigious, international competition meant only for the world's best pianists?

Chapman, also had a scowl on his face.

the Chapmans hated Ashlyn with a vengeance, and anyone could

silent as they gaped at the

has this family gone stark raving mad? Or do they not know the real identity of

the slap in the face, so

one even bothered to warn

scholars and accomplished pianists, the Chapmans continued to

only exception, her face hot and flushed as

truth and had no choice but to make her way to the