My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 995 Sneak An Attack
Wilson lay on the ground as blood pooled beneath him, but no one saw how Ashlyn fired the gun.
He could not help but pant and gasp as excruciating pain coursed through him. As for Ashlyn, no one knew when she had taken
out a silver gun.
“Take him away!” Ashlyn’s cold voice echoed through the area. Two men in black immediately appeared and dragged the injured
Wilson away.
“Mr. Haddock... The fun is about to begin!” Ashlyn smirked as she turned to look at Dixon, who had turned pale. The corners of
her lips twitched as she continued, “I’ve played along with you for such a long time. It’s time this act ends.”
“Ashlyn! You b*tch!” Dixon yelled as he glared at her. “I didn’t expect you to be the legendary boxing champion, Kris! You... Why
are you sneaking around in Lake City? What the heck are you trying to do?”
“Mr. Haddock, you’re a smart man. How do you not know what my intentions are? My goal since the start has always been
you...”
Ashlyn pursed her lips as she glanced at the subordinates behind Dixon.
And the man behind those subordinates...
The man stood tall and firm behind them. When he noticed Ashlyn’s gaze on him, his lips curved into a smile as he stepped
forward and waved.
In an instant, numerous men in black surrounded Dixon and the others.
Dixon, whose attention was focused on Ashlyn, finally came to a realization.
Surprised, he glared at Lucas, who stepped forward from behind him. “You... Why are you here too?”
Lucas glanced at him before striding toward Ashlyn. Gripping her chin, his lips curved into an evil smile that matched hers as
amusement flashed across his eyes.
“Mr. Haddock, have you heard of a saying?”

Lucas’ husky voice sounded exceptionally seductive in the dark.
“What saying?” At that moment, Dixon was in a wretched state. The expensive suit he donned had long since become wrinkled,
and he had lost his previous confidence.
“A good Jill makes a good Jack.” The smile on Lucas’ face grew wider. “I’ll go to wherever my wife is.”
Ashlyn stared at Lucas with her obsidian-like eyes. She beamed as her slim, pale fingers reached over to grip his shirt and pull
him close.
Her rosy red lips pressed onto his as they shared a kiss.
“Your performance isn’t so bad. I like it,” Ashlyn said, her words laced with wickedness.
Lucas felt warmth spread across his chest as he watched her take the initiative. Happiness filled him as he welcomed the soft
press of her lips on his.
As for the other people witnessing the scene, the corners of their lips twitched, obviously annoyed by the display of affection.
Are they treating us as if we’re air? Or are they treating this place as somewhere they can show PDA?
Standing on the tank, Cassandra could not help but roll her eyes at Ashlyn. Boss is in her honeymoon phase. I’m speechless!
She’s clearly trying to provoke us singles! Even if she wanted to provoke us, this isn’t the right place for it... Right now, we’re
trying to capture Dixon!
Just then, a man holding a pair of binoculars told Lucas, “Mr. Nolan! More people are coming!”
Lucas furrowed his brows. “Are they trying to sneak an attack?”
Ashlyn shot a glare at where the man was pointing to. “It looks like someone else is targeting us!”
Dixon stood in the middle of the encirclement. He looked pleased, and his lips curved into a smile. “The organization won’t let me
die! They must’ve sent someone to rescue me!”
On top of the trees not far from them, a few men in black jumped from branch to branch as they hurried toward Ashlyn and the
others.

Under the trees, a dozen other men in black were also rushing toward Lucas and Ashlyn like madmen.
There were more of them than Ashlyn’s men. The man at the front wore a mask, and beneath it, his sharp gaze locked onto
Lucas and Ashlyn. He stared at them momentarily before waving his hand and yelling, “Attack!”
In an instant, gunshots echoed throughout the area as splatters of blood painted the night sky a deep red.
In the dark, the few men in black on the trees moved as fast as lightning as they rushed forward amongst the non-stop ringing of
gunshots.