My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas)
Chapter 441

Chapter 441

"What a pain!" Lucas spat coldly and made eye contact with a few men in black behind him.

The men immediately apprehended Mary and Penelope and dragged them towards the elevator.

"Lucas, Ashlyn, just you wait. I will get you back!" Mary almost went insane with anger as she cursed under her breath.

The hotel manager was pale with fright as he stood before Lucas. His forehead was dotted with cold sweat as he said, "Mr. Nolan, I'm sorry. This is all my fault.”

Lucas looked furious. He said frigidly, "I don't want to see the two of them ever again."

"Yes, yes. I will arrange for it immediately." With that, the hotel manager escaped from the scene.

From then onward, Mary and Penelope were barred from stepping foot into any of the hotels under the Nolan Group.

Meanwhile, over at the hotel's lobby, bodyguards dressed in black were dragging Mary and Penelope out of the hotel's main entrance.

Mary's face was flushed with embarrassment and panic. She tried her best to suppress her burning rage at the thought of the other socialites around the lobby. The two women helped each other up and tried to re-enter the hotel lobby.

Nevertheless, they were stopped by two security guards the moment they pushed the door open. "I'm sorry, both of you have been blacklisted by our hotel. Please do not enter."

The group of socialites who had been waiting in the lounge was getting impatient.

They exchanged glances and followed them when they saw Mary and Penelope being thrown out of the hotel.

They stared at Mary and Penelope in shock when they heard the security guard's words. One of the marchionesses spoke up, "Ms. Canter, what is the meaning of this? Are you aware that this hotel is part of a global chain? If you are blacklisted, it means that all of the hotels under this chain will not serve you."

"That's right. What in the world happened?"

"Didn't you say you've reserved the junior ballroom and we were going to have a party?"

"It's getting late now. Are we not allowed to stay in this hotel nor hold a party anymore?"

The hotel manager couldn't afford to offend these women. He quickly put on a professional smile. "Everyone who had checked in just now can still stay for the night, except for Ms. Canter and her daughter."

"That's more like it."

"Ms. Canter, I'm so sorry. I know you mean well. But now that the party's been disrupted, I'm worried they're going to chase us out of Fashion Week tomorrow," the marchioness gave Mary a penetrating gaze. She didn't even try to hide the disdain in her eyes.

"I think we'd better go shopping tomorrow."

"Forget it, let's just have some fun during our stay here and head home."

"I've lost my mood to wotch the show tomorrow. How onnoying!"

These sociolites were not to be token lightly.

They didn't toke kindly to the Count's doughter. Since Mory didn't grow up ot the Count's monsion, these lodies of the upper crust never considered her os one of them.

Besides, they found Mory to be extremely petty ofter hoving met her.

The Count must hove been blind to toke bock such o doughter.

It was reolly hord to tell thot Mory wos reloted to the elegont Countess.

Mory bit the bullet with o pole foce.

Roge burned in her heort. She thought she wos finolly oble to climb up the sociol lodder ond thot no one would dore look down on her onymore ofter the porty. However, she never thought she would meet Ashlyn here.

This bi*** must be my bone. If not for Ashlyn, I wouldn't hove become o loughing stock.

Lucos, Ashlyn, ond the others wolked into the junior bollroom.

The luxurious bollroom wos decked out in o romontic ond exquisite monner, complete with melodious music in the oir.

Ashlyn orched o brow ot Lucos, "I thought you hove o dinner to ottend?"

"Whot o coincidence; we'll be hoving dinner together," Lucos smiled ond looked ot Ashlyn. "Why? Are you mod?"

"I've lost my mood to watch the show tomorrow. How annoying!"

These socialites were not to be taken lightly.

They didn't take kindly to the Count's daughter. Since Mary didn't grow up at the Count's mansion, these ladies of the upper crust never considered her as one of them.

Besides, they found Mary to be extremely petty after having met her.

The Count must have been blind to take back such a daughter.

It was really hard to tell that Mary was related to the elegant Countess.

Mary bit the bullet with a pale face.

Rage burned in her heart. She thought she was finally able to climb up the social ladder and that no one would dare look down on her anymore after the party. However, she never thought she would meet Ashlyn here.

This bi*** must be my bane. If not for Ashlyn, I wouldn't have become a laughing stock.

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Lucas, Ashlyn, and the others walked into the junior ballroom.

The luxurious ballroom was decked out in a romantic and exquisite manner, complete with melodious music in the air.

Ashlyn arched a brow at Lucas, "I thought you have a dinner to attend?"

"What a coincidence; we'll be having dinner together," Lucas smiled and looked at Ashlyn. "Why? Are you mad?”