Mr. Sallow's Sinful Wife by Maisie Chasey

Chapter 209 Heart-pounding Rescue (1)

Nancy’s heart raced with hope and thought, It’s really Nicholas. He came. He came to save me. At that moment, fear and the reality of her abduction faded into the background. His presence provided an immediate sense of security. “Nicholas…” she uttered, her voice trembling with emotion.

He looked at her with deep tenderness and reassured her, “Don’t be afraid, Nancy. I’m here with you.”

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she nodded. “Okay, I’m not scared. I’m not scared as long as you’re here.”

Puck, growing impatient, interrupted with a menacing tone, “Alright, enough with the romantic drama! You can kiss all you want once I get my money, or you’re both going to die!”

Nicholas went ahead and tossed the suitcase to Puck. “Here’s 150 grand. Get someone to check it.”

Puck flew into a rage. He whipped out a gun and cocked it against Nicholas’ head. His tone turned malicious as he sneered, “Are you playing with me, Mr. Sallow? Or have you lost your memory? I asked for 7.5 million.”

“Nicholas…” Nancy’s heart nearly stopped at the sight of Nicholas with a gun pointed at his head. Her worry surged uncontrollably.

However, he remained oddly composed. “Calm down, Nancy. I’ll be fine,” he assured her with a confident smile..

His attempt at reassurance did little to ease her fears. The threat of a gun loomed heavily. If Puck were to lose his temper and misfire, the consequences would be catastrophic. Her anxiety was entirely warranted.

Despite the dire circumstances, Nicholas remained seemingly unaffected, standing tall, his demeanor unwavering in the face of the gun.

This apparent lack of fear infuriated Puck, prompting a sneer. “I see you don’t fear death, Mr. Sallow.”

Nicholas smiled and looked at Puck. “If I’m right, you’ve never seen so much cash before.”

“And what of it?” Puck retorted.

2.2 pounds. Multiply that by seventy-five, and you’re looking at approximately 165 pounds. It’s quite a burden. Do you

His henchman came with the suitcase.

“Real cash?”

“Yes.”

Nicholas. “Where’s the rest of the

the mountain. Send your

sent a group of men down. Ten minutes later,

there’s 4.5 million here.”

rest of the money?” Puck

and I’ll tell you

“No,” Puck refused.

to Puck. “Choose wisely. You have my wife. I won’t lie to you. And even if I am lying, you’ve already gotten most of the money. That’s enough. If it really is a lie, you can always come back to catch us.

of roles unnerved him, prompting him to draw

gun down, Puck,

sneered. “Do you want your

you again. If anything happens to her, none of you are getting away. I’ll make sure I kill all of you. The dead can’t spend any money.”

Puck might look

go, and you get all the money, or all of you are going to die

and Nicholas’

his lackeys said, “That’s enough, Mr. Wolfe. We don’t

We still want to have

pouted and moved his gun from Nancy’s head to Nicholas’. “How will you give

leave. For every minute, you get 150 grand. You’ll get all