Chapter 423


    Ashlyn blushed scarlet, her voice terribly hoarse as she asked, “Why are you here?”


    “Howe I didn’t know that my wife is also the famous chief designer X of LX?” Lucas sized up the


    woman in his arms.


    She was still wearing that white dress, beautiful and inimitable.


    Ashlyn knew that even if she wore a mask, anyone who was familiar with her could naturally recognize


    her.


    Lucas, for instance.


    “It’s just a hobby,” Ashlyn said ndly. “I should go back to the lounge. I have to watch the show this


    afternoon.”


    Lucas pressed his lips together, a tinge of mncholy flickering in his dark eyes. “Are you that


    desperate to get away from me?”


    God… this man can’t stay serious for more than three seconds, can’t he?


    “This is my job,” she said sternly, her delicate and beautiful face growing solemn.


    “Fine then, if you want to get back to work. Kiss me and I’ll let you go,” Lucas said, mping his arms


    around her waist.


    I don’t wanna get into an argument with him at such a ce, lest people look at us.


    But can this man be any more unreasonable?! Ashlyn had no other choice but to kiss the man on the


    cheek.


    “How insincere.”


    Lucas’ lips twitched, indicating her to kiss there.


    Ashlyn narrowed her eyes. “Don’t push your luck, Lucas.”


    As she finished, the man suddenly came closer again, pressing his lips against hers aggressively.


    Finally letting her go, the man breathed heavily, his chest heaving as he said, “I’ll make you kiss me


    first someday.”


    With these words, he reluctantly let go of her waist.


    Ashlyn jumped down from hisp, pulled open the door, and dashed off, as though someone was


    chasing her from behind.


    Why did he insist on changing his flight with someone else? What does he want?


    Meanwhile, Megan was getting into business with O’Brien and Reedman in her lounge.


    She had really gone out her way in order to secure two votes from these two judges.


    Men had always been very liberal about such things, regardless of their nationality. To have a woman


    willingly present themselves before them, not to mention a Eurasian woman, they couldn’t be any more


    excited.


    And because of that, Megan’s insides were about to fall apart from being manhandled by two tall


    European men.


    Shey on the sofa, covered in hickeys, breathing in the whiff of lust in the air.


    In a feeble voice, she said, “Gentlemen, I’ve already sent someone to drug X’s lounge. As soon as X


    walks in, you two will be able to see her face under the mask and do whatever you want to her.”


    The men stood up and put on their pants with a lewd smile, O’Brien squeezing Megan’s thigh. “Don’t


    worry. The award today will be yours once we see X’s face.”


    “Eurasian women taste so good.” Reedman gave a lopsided grin.


    Watching as the men walked out, Megany on the sofa with a twisted smile on her face. “I’ll make you


    get out of thepany this time, X. I’ll make you suffer and get banned from the industry forever!”


    Ashlyn knitted her brows slightly the moment she went back to her lounge.


    There was a strange aroma wafting through the air. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong.


    She held her breath and walked over to the sofa. “Shannon, Shannon, wake up.”


    Shannon didn’t respond. She didn’t look like she was sleeping at all.


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    Ashlyn had a bad feeling about this.


    Aromatic ecstasy! This room has been infused with aromatic ecstasy! I can’t believe Megan is full of


    such lowly tricks up her sleeves!


    She raised her eyes and was just about to help Shannon out of the room when someone pushed the


    door open.


    Ashlyn looked nkly at the two European men standing in the doorway.


    O’Brien walked over to Ashlyn, followed by Reedman, who locked the door from the inside.