My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 795

Ashlyn was stunned, but she quickly recollected herself and replied, “Mr. Powell.”

Caleb could not hide his annoyance. “Lynnie, I'm your mentor. Yet, you've never addressed me properly, not even once.”

Obviously, he was fighting for attention.

She glanced at him and snapped, “Stop messing around, Oldie.”

“Oldie? I'm at my prime age. Do you know how many young girls chase after me and dream about marrying me?” he retorted.

“Kiddo, please remember to look for me whenever you need my help, okay?” Then, Nicholas looked at his watch and realized that he had spent a great amount of time there. “I shall take my leave now as I've got something else to take care of.” As the tycoon of the crude oil industry, every second was precious to him.

Although he could tell that Greg treasured the photo a lot, he selfishly wanted to keep it for himself. “I'll have this photo. Mr. Maxwell, you're a director, aren't you?”

“Yes, my new movie Trashy Idol is now showing in H Nation. You can watch it at the cinema if you're interested, Mr. Powell.” Greg's eyes were still fixated on the photo.

to me as a gift, it goes unsaid that I should return the favor.” Nicholas smiled

remark,

that time, Greg did not take his words seriously. A world-renowned businessman wants to give a nobody like me a present? How is that possible? Moreover, even though I refused to let him have the

in H Nation could only dream of. Never in a million years would Greg have thought such a

there was not a single ray of light in the damp dark room, nor were

seemed to be permanently shut, there was also a pungent

a shivering Penelope,

black, the former remained tough. “What is there to be afraid of? It's just a dark room. Why are you being a scaredy

I'm starving...” she

and the dark and cold room made it worse. Her stomach was growling

here for days? Oh, and my face? I just had a mesotherapy injection and masseter injection to make my skin youthful and my face skinnier. Am I going to stay in this awful place for a few days and let it ruin

profusely. “Mom, when will Granny be willing