My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 1231 Sheer Disgust

A sense of pride instantly lit up his face. “Mr. Quickton, Mr. Nolan, this is my son, Chillton Jenkins. He's young and naive. I hope you both will look after him.”

“Son? Mr. President, shouldn't you be referring to him as your stepson? Anyone who didn't know better might think he's your biological child!”

Before Lucas and Jared could even speak, Ashlyn's cool voice echoed again.

She pushed Yuri, who was standing beside her, in front of the president. “Look carefully. This is your biological child.”

The President's face turned pale.

Samantha's face also looked extremely unpleasant. Is this woman out of her mind? Why does she keep embarrassing Chillton over and over again? Chillton is so outstanding. He graduated from a prestigious school and handled matters impeccably. He's not like other wealthy playboys who cause trouble, and he's also diligent in his work.

No matter how she looked at it, she felt that Chillton was incredibly outstanding.

treated him as my own. Especially since Chillton usually gets along very well with me and shows me great respect. Unlike some children who ignore their own father and stepmother,

herself that it didn't matter and that it was okay even if there was no

their daughters to marry horrible people. They arrange these marriages, pushing their own daughters into the fire, so to speak. Knowing full well that their daughters are living

soon as she voiced these words, expressions of sympathy appeared on

those women, merely living there, being a woman was considered

would never understand, let alone comprehend, just how deep and cruel the pain they inflicted upon women

as if women were useless, merely tools for carrying on

and then flushed, alternating between the

daughter had publicly exposed his shortcomings, and

was

Yuri to death. How did I end up with such a worthless daughter? It would be one thing if she were just a jinx, but she even had the audacity to insult and question me. Why does she deserve

longer and roared furiously, “Get out

“All you have left is to yell at me. But remember, I have an invitation. I won't just leave because you told me to. Moreover, I'm not