Mr. Sallow's Sinful Wife by Maisie Chasey

Chapter 85 Hosting a Birthday Party for Madelline

However, when Nancy saw Lynn, her heart instantly plummeted to the lowest depths.

“It’s you?” Nancy looked at him in astonishment.

Lynn smiled and replied, “Mrs. Sallow, it’s me. I’m here on Mr. Sallow’s orders to discuss something with you.”

“What’s the matter?”

“Ms. Madelline’s birthday is around the corner, and Mr. Sallow plans to throw a birthday party for her. He wanted to ask if you had any ideas?”

If she hadn’t heard it on her own, Nancy would almost have doubted the authenticity of the news. she had just heard.

Hosting a birthday party for Madelline?

He was eager to prove to others how much he cared for and cherished Madelline.

Had he ever considered her situation even a little in his heart?

Nancy tightly clenched her hands, desperately biting her lip, struggling to control herself.

After a while, she released her grip on her hands and looked up at Lynn, casually asking, “Is that

so?”

“Since it’s Madelline’s birthday party, you should be asking her for her opinion. Why did you

come to me?”

“What ideas could I have? I have no idea.”

Lynn scratched his head, looking puzzled, and then left.

When he relayed this information to Mr. Sallow, he could sense that the tension in the air around him had significantly lessened.

His demeanor was shrouded in a coldness and gloom, making him appear intimidating.

Nicholas gripped a pen in his hand and said irritably, “No idea? Did she say that?”

“Yes, she did. Lynn nodded.

“Get out,” Nicholas ordered in a cold tone.

He instantly felt as if all the strength had been drained from his body, experiencing a profound

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sense of exhaustion.

She didn’t care.

She truly didn’t care.

wouldn’t care if Nicholas throw ten or twenty parties for Madelline, wouldn’t

“Nancy…

finding out who that man she had loved for ten years was.

Lynn brought in some documents, precisely the investigation results into Christian from

pages one by one, and with each turn, the chill in his

The Zayns?

Christian Zayn?

scion of the Zayns, who rarely appeared

had remarked that this man didn’t seem like an ordinary police

pain in his

that Nancy had purchased. These past

impatient, believing

time passed day by day, he

intended for him. If they weren’t for him, then who were they for?

birthday party invitation to the Zayns,” Nicholas instructed.

Sallow, our interactions with the Zayns don’t

Send one

“Alright.”

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Zayns’

since Christian’s return, and his presence

joy echoed once again in this

bountiful spread of dishes adorned the table. Mrs. Zayn sat at the head of the table with a kind expression while Luciana and Christian occupied

butler handed an invitation to Luciana and said, “Miss, it’s an invitation from

took the invitation and looked quite

“While the Sallows are prosperous and thrived in recent years, we have had no prior interactions with them. Why would

does

the invitation, which revealed it was for a birthday party, and then closed it. again. She looked at the butler and said, “Tell them we’ve received the

“Alright, Miss.”

Suddenly, Christian, quietly eating his steak on the

no other family would dare call themselves the

let me see.”

invitation. It was straightforward, mentioning that the Sallows hosted at birthday party and provided the date and location.

didn’t mention who the party was

his mind, Nancy’s face appeared, and as he placed the invitation back on the table,

Luciana thought she had misheard and asked for confirmation.

raised his gaze and affirmed,

in these kinds of gatherings? When did you

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thought I’d go to

you,” Luciana said

long, the day of Madelline’s

soft, flowing peach-colored gown that fit her perfectly

with her eyes closed, a makeup artist was meticulously working on her eyebrows. and applying lipstick. Madelline felt

makeup were done, the makeup artist put on the

at her beautiful reflection

you look stunning! When Nicholas sees

smiled shyly and said, “Come on! You’re exaggerating!”

you are. I’d say you’re basically a

much, but her