My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 1182 I Cannot Control Her

Even though her voice wasn't harsh, the words she spoke gave them the creeps.

“Our apologies. Zaewora is just a barren small country. How could we possibly compare to Section Six of H Nation?” Herald chuckled softly, “It's all our fault. I assure you, on my honor and my position, we will never make the same mistake again.”

He had always been held in high esteem wherever he went, always the center of attention, surrounded by people who bow and scrape before him, singing his praises.

However, at that very moment, he was ruthlessly slapped in the face by Ashlyn and harshly trampled under her foot.

She was like an elegant and commanding queen. One could only look up to and obey her.

And she indeed had that ability.

Their previous intentions of showing their true colors to Section Six had now completely vanished without a trace.

“You're truly wise, Mr. Cook.” Ashlyn glanced at him. “Since you're so wise, let's get started, then.”

As she spoke, she handed the pistol over to Herald.

Sloan, among others, once again

as a sheet. He stared at the pistol

had thought that

little did he expect Ashlyn would still insist on pushing Herald to the brink of

help but gulp. He pleaded to Ashlyn, “Could you please

were to die, he would surely be killed by the President too. Rather than that, he thought he might as well die in

he became. He almost couldn't hold back the tears that threatened to

brought this upon myself. I shall

as easy and simple as eating and drinking. “Mr. Lacey, I would also like to have you replace Mr. Cook, but no. You're just

Sloan almost fainted.

is nothing but a devil, a living, breathing

thud, he fell to his knees before Lucas, pleading through his tears, “Mr. Nolan, I beg you... Please make the vice president stop... Everything is my fault. Every single

I really can't control

subtly lifted his gaze, his response crisp

he had plunged into an

meaning of Lucas' words was