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.

Nicholas throw ten or

“Nancy…

muttered her name and suddenly became obsessed with finding out who that man she had loved for ten years

this moment, Lynn brought in some documents, precisely the investigation results into

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

The Zayns?

Christian Zayn?

the

didn’t seem like

a sharp pain in his

thought about the set of clothes that Nancy had purchased. These past few days, he

not to be impatient, believing she would give them to

as time passed day by day, he realized

clothes was never intended for him. If they weren’t for him,

party invitation to the Zayns,” Nicholas instructed.

Sallow, our interactions with the

matter. Send

“Alright.”

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the Zayns’

had been a few days since Christian’s return, and his presence had brought

once again in this

Zayn sat at the head of the table with a kind expression while Luciana and

they were about to start the meal, the butler handed an invitation to Luciana and said, “Miss, it’s an invitation

Luciana took the invitation and

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

It does

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 invitation. If we have

“Alright, Miss.”

Christian, quietly eating his steak on the side, spoke

him, no other family would dare call themselves the Sallows,” Luciana

let me

straightforward, mentioning that the Sallows hosted at birthday party and provided the date and

who the party was for at

as he placed the invitation back on the table, Christian said casually, “I’ll go.”

she had misheard and asked for

raised his gaze and affirmed, “I’ll attend this

usually uninterested in these kinds of gatherings?

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I just thought I’d go to pass

accompany you,” Luciana

the day of Madelline’s birthday party had

soft, flowing peach-colored gown that fit her perfectly

a makeup artist was meticulously working on her eyebrows. and applying lipstick. Madelline

makeup were done, the makeup artist put on the

eyes and looked at her beautiful reflection in the mirror, almost unable to believe

look stunning! When Nicholas sees you, he won’t be able to take his

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

you should see how beautiful you are. I’d say you’re basically a goddess!”

say much, but her heart