My Extraordinary Wife

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Chapter 872 Not As Innocent As It Seems

What does it matter if Lucas owns the place? We've made a reservation already, and the customer is king. It's not

like he can move the entire private room somewhere else.

It never crossed Mary's mind that Lucas would go to such great lengths.

The Peacock was beautiful and exquisitely decorated. Every corner of the space exuded a sense of elegance and

luxury.

A waiter approached them as soon as they walked into the restaurant. The waiter wore a sleek, black uniform and

smiled at them politely. “May I ask if you've reserved a private room?”

“We've booked the largest private room. Hurry up and take us there,” Mary answered haughtily, as though that was

the only way to make it seem that she had not lost to Ashlyn.

“Sure. Please follow me,” the waiter replied promptly.

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Feeling that she had regained some dignity, Mary's spirits lifted a little.

Penelope could not help but smile and tilted her head upward haughtily. The others also relaxed their expressions

and did not look as upset as before.

They were secretly gloating over the fact that Lucas would not get the biggest private room despite being The

Peacock's owner. Nonetheless, none of them blatantly revealed their true thoughts.

Ashlyn merely glanced at them without uttering a word.

Just then, the restaurant's manager walked over, then said to Lucas and Ashlyn in a respectful tone, “Mr. and Mrs.

Nolan, we've prepared an exclusive private room for you. Please come this way.”

An exclusive private room? Mary's smug expression instantly turned into a look of disbelief, and she felt dazed. It

was as though she was reeling from a slap to the face. Unable to remain calm, she demanded, “What do you

mean? Are you saying he can take the private room we reserved just because he's the boss?”

Taken aback, the manager hurriedly said, “Allow me to explain, ma'am. Mr. Nolan has always had an exclusive

private room at The Peacock. It's usually not open to the general public, so... I hope you can understand. We

reserve it for only Mr. Nolan's guests.”

Mary was incensed, and her chest heaved violently. An exclusive private room not open to the general public...

Finally, Sienna said calmly, “Well, it's hardly surprising that he'd have his own private room. After all, Nolan Group

owns The Peacock.”

“Even Imperial Hotel burned to the ground, so who knows whether The Peacock's days are numbered?” Dixon

remarked in a strange tone.

A chill ran down Mary's spine. Their words make me shudder in fear. It sounds as though something is about to

happen, and this birthday party is not as innocent as it seems.

Gazing at the pair, the ominous feeling in her heart intensified. She did not know how she made her way to their

private room as she could barely walk straight with her mind in a daze. All she could think about was Dixon's

feminine yet cruel face.

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Over in Lucas' private room, their food had started to arrive. Ashlyn picked a seat randomly, and Lucas immediately

sat next to her. Needless to say, no one dared to fight with Harvey for the empty seat to Ashlyn's left.

Harvey glanced around at the others with a self-satisfied look, then fell into a conversation with James about what

had happened earlier. Naomi and the rest also discussed it in low voices.

Meanwhile, Ashlyn checked her phone with a cold expression. She saw that Mysterious yet Majestic's group chat

was abuzz with messages.

One of them sent: Boss, have you gone to see Zero?

Another wrote: Please send Zero's photo.

Someone else added: Boss, hurry up and send us a photo of Zero!

After reading their text messages, she snapped a photo of the table laden with dishes, then sent it to the group chat

and wrote: Come on over! I'll wait for you all here.

Someone replied: What the heck!

Another person responded with: Where are you? Which hotel is that?

Quiet Forest curled his lips into a smirk and replied: Sorry, but I won't be sending any photos. Don't you know Zero

needs to maintain an air of mysteriousness? If you want to see Zero, you'll have to come here yourselves.

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