My One in a Million Wife

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 245

It was probably a once in a lifetime event.

Somebody even uploaded the pitch-black video to the internet.

Just as Ashlyn finished her second song, the manager came running inside while sweating profusely. Behind him were several staff members carrying candles.

“My sincerest apologies, dearest guests. Our technicians are working as fast as they can to solve this problem and we’ve also contacted the Power Supply Bureau. We’ve brought you some candles so you may all enjoy a candlelit dinner. Tonight, everything shall be on the house!”

Then, he instructed his staff to distribute the candles to various tables.

Within minutes, the restaurant glittered like fireflies were dancing around inside.

Needless to say, the atmosphere this created was indescribably romantic.

Ashlyn took this opportunity to slip back into her seat across from Pierre.

In the kitchen, the generator was growling loudly as it generated enough electricity so the kitchen staff could resume their duties.

If that were placed in the dining area, the noise it created would have affected the customers’ mood and dining experience.

That was why Ashlyn decided on using candles instead.

“Ms. Berry, you’re so amazing!” Pierre shot her thumbs up.

is nothing special.”

than those professional singers!” He uttered incredulously. “I know the director of a record company. I could give him your number and you could churn out some

eyes. “Pierre, I’m not interested. You have to

some.”

“That’s right.”

the Power

two staff members on duty were trembling as they stared at the Satan who was sitting in the

known as President Nolan, called their director earlier and ordered them to shut down

the hell is

had thought that by cutting off the electricity

And then what happened?

was indeed the most high-class restaurant in town and had the best business. They somehow came up with the idea to create candlelit dinners

Lucas’s dark eyes while a terrifying aura emanated

from eating with that damn man. Do I have to interrupt them

stood up, his well-built body and tall height incredibly intimidating to

iceberg and an active volcano that was

got inside the car with his face looking as

voice was careful as he asked, “Where are we

Hotel.” Was the frosty

gulped as fear

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exploding with news about the blackout