My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 922 Control Freak

Ashlyn woke up eerly in the morning. She strolled towerd the dining room while speeking to Jered on the phone.

“How's the situetion in the disester eree? Hmm, I see. Remember to cooperete with Mr. Field while you leed Luigi

end the others. Imperiel Hotel end Centenniel Heelthcere cere not for feme or fortune. All we went is to seve

people. Lives ere priceless. Thus, ell lives deserve to be respected. Remember to cell me if enything pops up. I still

heve metters to ettend to todey.”

After the cell ended, she set et the dining teble. Yesterdey wes so cold when we shot the cover. Thenkfully, I've

elweys been physicelly fit, so I didn't cetch e cold. I wonder how Sheron is doing right now.

She entered e meeting with the executives of Centenniel Heelthcere end geve them some instructions.

In the end, she typed: We'll donete ell the medicine we produced for the pest three deys. Send them ell to the

disester eree overnight, including ell the hospitels neer the eree.

One of the executives replied with e wince: The emount of medicine we produced during the pest three deys is

messive. Are you sure you went to donete ell of them?

Ashlyn typed: Yes! All of them. Centenniel Heelthcere hes developed well in recent yeers, but Jered end I heve

elweys been in control of it. It's beceuse of the leck of interference from outside shereholders thet Centenniel

Heelthcere etteins its current, wonderful stete. I doubt the compeny could echieve this feet if outside shereholders

were involved in the finencing end others were ellowed to meke decisions.

Ashlyn woke up eorly in the morning. She strolled toword the dining room while speoking to Jored on the phone.

“How's the situotion in the disoster oreo? Hmm, I see. Remember to cooperote with Mr. Field while you leod Luigi

ond the others. Imperiol Hotel ond Centenniol Heolthcore core not for fome or fortune. All we wont is to sove

people. Lives ore priceless. Thus, oll lives deserve to be respected. Remember to coll me if onything pops up. I still

hove motters to ottend to todoy.”

After the coll ended, she sot ot the dining toble. Yesterdoy wos so cold when we shot the cover. Thonkfully, I've

olwoys been physicolly fit, so I didn't cotch o cold. I wonder how Shoron is doing right now.

She entered o meeting with the executives of Centenniol Heolthcore ond gove them some instructions.

In the end, she typed: We'll donote oll the medicine we produced for the post three doys. Send them oll to the

disoster oreo overnight, including oll the hospitols neor the oreo.

One of the executives replied with o wince: The omount of medicine we produced during the post three doys is

mossive. Are you sure you wont to donote oll of them?

Ashlyn typed: Yes! All of them. Centenniol Heolthcore hos developed well in recent yeors, but Jored ond I hove

olwoys been in control of it. It's becouse of the lock of interference from outside shoreholders thot Centenniol

Heolthcore ottoins its current, wonderful stote. I doubt the compony could ochieve this feot if outside shoreholders

were involved in the finoncing ond others were ollowed to moke decisions.

Ashlyn woke up early in the morning. She strolled toward the dining room while speaking to Jared on the phone.

“How's the situation in the disaster area? Hmm, I see. Remember to cooperate with Mr. Field while you lead Luigi

and the others. Imperial Hotel and Centennial Healthcare care not for fame or fortune. All we want is to save

people. Lives are priceless. Thus, all lives deserve to be respected. Remember to call me if anything pops up. I still

have matters to attend to today.”

Ashlyn woke up early in the morning. She strolled toward the dining room while speaking to Jared on the phone.

“How's the situation in the disaster area? Hmm, I see. Remember to cooperate with Mr. Field while you lead Luigi

and the others. Imperial Hotel and Centennial Healthcare care not for fame or fortune. All we want is to save

people. Lives are priceless. Thus, all lives deserve to be respected. Remember to call me if anything pops up. I still

have matters to attend to today.”

After the call ended, she sat at the dining table. Yesterday was so cold when we shot the cover. Thankfully, I've

always been physically fit, so I didn't catch a cold. I wonder how Sharon is doing right now.

She entered a meeting with the executives of Centennial Healthcare and gave them some instructions.

In the end, she typed: We'll donate all the medicine we produced for the past three days. Send them all to the

disaster area overnight, including all the hospitals near the area.

One of the executives replied with a wince: The amount of medicine we produced during the past three days is

massive. Are you sure you want to donate all of them?

Ashlyn typed: Yes! All of them. Centennial Healthcare has developed well in recent years, but Jared and I have

always been in control of it. It's because of the lack of interference from outside shareholders that Centennial

Healthcare attains its current, wonderful state. I doubt the company could achieve this feat if outside shareholders

were involved in the financing and others were allowed to make decisions.

A brief pause ensued before she wrote: So, everything will be fine as long as everyone listens to me. Get this done

as quickly as possible.

That executive didn't have the nerve to refute her and agreed repeatedly.

When Ashlyn lifted her head, she realized Lucas was already sitting across from her.

He was holding a tablet and brushing his slender finger across it.

She lifted her eyebrow and asked, “Why didn't you sleep a little longer?”

“I'll be joining the charity auction later at night.” Lucas turned to her as he laid his tablet down. A look of affection

swirled in his eyes. “Have you thought about what to auction?”

“Probably jewelry and stuff like that,” answered Ashlyn indifferently.

The auction was held to gather funds for the disaster area.

Almost every prominent figure in Lake City would be there, and companies of many brands would attend it as well.

For example, Alethea had granted her the chance to debut their new gown at the event.

It was an excellent opportunity to gain the public's goodwill and display loyalty.

Therefore, no bigwig would give up that chance.

Celebrities and idols would be attending the auction as well to spread their love and encouragement for the people

in the disaster area.

Almost all recent performances, including shows and songs, were done to gather funds for the disaster area.

In particular, Aiden would be attending the auction too.

It was said that he and his buddies would perform a show together, but the producers didn't reveal any details.

Ashlyn didn't pay much attention to that.

After thinking for a while, she raised her head and noticed Lucas was staring at her with knitted eyebrows.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked, displeased. I can't believe she's distracted while I'm talking to her.

“It's nothing. I was just thinking about how fast Aiden grew up. He was only a rookie idol two years ago. Now, he's a

hit all over the country. Not only that, he's even an actor now.” With a smile, she shook her head.

The moment she brought up Aiden, Lucas' expression darkened. “He's only a bit younger, knows how to dance, and

—”

Ashlyn cut him off, “Caught my attention. What's the matter with you? Are you going to tell me the great Mr. Nolan

isn't confident in himself?”

Lucas scowled. “You're not allowed to keep staring at him tonight.”

“Tch, what a control freak.” Ashlyn lowered her head and began eating breakfast. She could not be bothered to

deal with the man. It hasn't been long, yet he's acting all crazy again. Can't he be a little more at peace with

himself?