Chapter 3
There’s no way I can show my respect to you anymore, Grandpa. And there’s no way in this lifetime that I can repay your love for me. Rest in peace, Grandpa.
Everyone looked at Ashlyn in astonishment.
Who’s this eye-catching woman? What’s her relationship with the Nolan family?
Why did she… No one else from the Nolan family got down on their knees besides Lucas Nolan!
Lucas’ deep, dark eyes flickered with a tinge of surprise.
This woman… I didn’t know she has such deep feelings for Grandpa.
Ashlyn didn’t stay too long. She got up and left after the prayers, just as mysteriously as she came.
“Who is she?”
“She is quite the beauty.”
“Hey, I’ve heard that Lucas Nolan has a secret wife? Why didn’t he allow her to come to such an occasion today?”
“She’s probably not favored in the family. I heard that Lucas Nolan is filing for divorce.”
Ashlyn walked down the mountain while holding an umbrella, listening to the gossip of several noblewomen who were going down the mountain together behind her.
These people have nothing else better to do than gossiping about the gentry.
Those comments were like water off a duck’s back to Ashlyn. If only these women knew that the young wife they were talking about was standing in front of them, their eyes would probably pop out.
“Wait up, Ms. Berry!”
Suddenly, an ear-piercing voice came from behind.
Ashlyn squinted.
Following the sound of footsteps, a teenager about one meter eight intercepted Ashlyn; his handsome face flushed with rage. “Let’s see how long you can stay proud without Grandpa to cover you in the future, Ashlyn.”
“So you came all the way over here just to tell me that?” Ashlyn said casually. The teenager standing in front of her was Blair Nolan, the second son of the Nolan family and Lucas’ half-brother, who was still a freshman in college this year. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
“I’m warning you. Don’t even think about getting a single penny of the Nolan family’s assets!” Blair shot daggers at Ashlyn.
This woman is really good at pretending to be meek in front of Lucas. She’s clearly a different person once she turns around. Is Lucas blind or something?
No, I can’t let this woman deceive my brother again, no matter what.
Only the three Nolan siblings and Charles knew about her secret marriage to Lucas.
The Nolan family’s youngest, Naomi, had been abroad and should be back today to attend the funeral of the old man.
Sure enough, just as Ashlyn reached the foot of the mountain, she ran into Naomi, who was getting down from the car in a hurry. The girl was uniquely dressed and had a few strands of dreadlocks hanging down her left shoulder, looking wild and unrestrained.
On her feet were a pair of Dr. Martens boots, and on her face, she was wearing dramatic smoky eye makeup, with exaggerated large circle earrings hanging from her ears.
To put it bluntly, she simply looked unconventional.
“You’d better divorce my brother immediately, Ashlyn,” Naomi started with a hint of disdain in her voice. “My brother is handsome, and he’s a good man. There are plenty of women who would fight to marry him. So you’d better know your place.”
“You need to do something about those lines. You won’t get to Hollywood with them.” Ashlyn shrugged her off, looking askance at her.
She got into the car straight away and took off.
Damn it! Naomi stamped her foot in anger.
Did that woman just disregard me again? She is just as snobbish as ever!
In a café.
“Ms. Berry, this is the divorce agreement. Just sign and you will be divorced from Mr. Nolan.”
Lucas’ assistant Spencer put a document in front of Ashlyn.
“Sure.” Ashlyn flipped to the last page and signed straight away without even reading through the document.