My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 793

Ashlyn turned to Nicholas and immediately noticed how tall and squarely built he was. Despite being middle-aged, he was poised, and his figure was not less charming than the other younger men in the crowd.

His sharp eyes contained a sense of indifference from having been able to see through all worldly matters. Yet, there was a composed and noble air about him—qualities exclusive to people in his age group—along with an innate sense of a businessman's decisiveness and dominance.

It was not hard to understand why the young girls would have butterflies in their stomachs, the young women would go gaga over him, and the older women would be sent into a frenzy.

Unlike Caleb, who was gentle and insouciant, Nicholas was a charismatic alpha male whose presence was always imposing. Although he was already in his forties, his well-kept appearance made him a league above the rest. In fact, his good looks were comparable to those of the young male idols, if not better.

“I'm pleased to meet you, Ms. Berry.” Nicholas stared at the lady before him. Undoubtedly, Ashlyn was the most gorgeous and attractive one in the crowd.

With her exquisite features and porcelain skin, she looked elegant and regal, but her almond-shaped eyes carried a tinge of coldness as if she was trying to keep a distance from all people.

In spite of the chilliness that she exuded, she was captivating. Yet, not a sign of arrogance could be seen.

He was impressed to see that she remained humble and courteous even though she possessed impressive talent.

a particular field at a young age, I bet that person would swagger everywhere they go. Take the previous lady who shares the

that it was quite rude to keep staring at Ashlyn, he withdrew his gaze and looked

sudden, he caught a glimpse of the

That's... His pupils shrank.

eyes and stretched out his arm to grab Greg. No one

for Greg's shoulder and swiftly pulled him backward,

Caleb stared at

very controlled, even in the face of calamity. Why did he behave out of character, especially in front of

my earlier behavior. Sir, may I take a look

down, he tried to recall if he had done anything

lofty man like Nicholas. On the other hand, I'm just a small fry who has never met him, let alone socialized with him. It's

he let out a sigh of relief. So, it's

you go, Mr. Powell. This is an image of