Chapter 117 Precious Item From Ashlyn

• He secretly glanced over at Ashlyn, who sat a row behind. This woman was dazzling, but her personality was also prickly. So they fancy these kinds of roses with thorns?
• “You left your wife for this woman? No matter how I look at it, she looks like she’s possessed by an incapable monarch. You deserve a beating for treating Mrs. Nolan so badly.”
• “Shut up!” Lucas shouted, unable to tolerate Joseph’s yapping.