My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 749

An icy look crossed Ashlyn's gorgeous face. Covering Mary in her frosty judgment, she responded, “Stop wasting your time here, Mary. Time to contain your vanity, okay?”

Mary got so furious that she nearly collapsed to the ground.

Her cheeks burned as she spluttered, “Y-You! How could you—”

“Enough! Mary, my wife and her mentor have nothing to do with you!”

Suddenly, a deep and assertive voice rang out beside Mary.

Lifting her head, Mary saw a strikingly handsome man standing before Ashlyn in a protective manner. His shoulders were broad enough to shield Ashlyn from all kinds of danger.

Lucas continued stonily, “I don't know where someone as old as you got the courage to question my wife and her mentor when you don't have the right to do so!”

His presence was so imposing that Mary instantly cowered back in fear.

“Mr. Nolan, Mr. Powell, I-I was just concerned about Ashlyn,” she protested.

Lucas snorted. “I can take care of her. That's none of your business. If you're that free, show your concern for your daughter. Stay away from Ashlyn!”

He pinned Penelope with a withering look that sent shivers down her spine.

Parting his lips, he continued sarcastically, “Look at her. People might think she's a celebrity waiting to walk the red carpet. Everyone attended this competition to listen to music, not to go from rags to riches overnight!”

His penetrating gaze shifted to Mary. “Ms. Canter, you can't even teach your daughter well, so please stay away from my wife,” he said, and there was a finality to his tone that warned Mary not to argue with him.

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