My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 750

It was all the b*tch's fault!

Mary initially assumed she would be able to humiliate Ashlyn as she was now the count's daughter.

Alas, things did not turn out as desired.

Right then, Ryan stalked out of the theater to see Mary and Penelope wearing grim expressions. He heard the audience chattering among themselves.

“Oh, Ms. Canter must be mortified. Never mind if she used to spread rumors that Mr. Powell came here for Mr. Yates; she even claimed that Mr. Yates is the successor of the president! I can't believe she questioned Mr. Powell if he's Ashlyn's mentor. She's the daughter of a count, huh? How embarrassing.”

After learning what happened, Ryan scowled unhappily. An ominous black thundercloud of temper promptly settled over him as he marched over to Mary and Penelope.

“Ryan—”

Mary was about to greet him when he cut her off rudely, “If you came back to H Nation from Maredania just to humiliate yourself, I don't want to see you ever again!”

There goes the Count's Mansion's reputation! This is so embarrassing! First, she wrongly accused someone of stealing the necklace, and now she has the guts to question whether Mr. Powell is Ashlyn's mentor. She even spread rumors that I'm his successor. I've never even imagined that. How dare she cause trouble for us? Does she think I'm too free? Fools! They made me a laughingstock in the music industry!

Ryan's entire being was shaking in fury. Why do such vain fools exist in the Yates family? Our reputation that we work hard to build for hundreds of years has been destroyed in the blink of an eye no thanks to them.

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