Aggressive Wife

Chapter 22

Madeline grinned at Ronald. “I’m impressed. Angie Grant has trained you well. Tell me now, has she trained you to kill Colton Quincy too?”

“No, this has nothing to do with Ms. Angie,” Ronald quickly denied. Before Madeline could respond, Ronald picked up a piece of glass and attempted to stab her foot. She immediately moved away, and Ronald swiftly stood up from the floor. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

“You wouldn’t hurt a boy if you weren’t following Angie’s order,” Madeline frowned, “You’d better tell her to watch out because I will make her pay for what she has done.”

“Who are you? Why do you want to hurt Ms. Angie?” Ronald trembled in anger. Without waiting for her reply, he pounced at Madeline with the piece of glass.

As they were fighting, Madeline heard the sound of cars stopping outside the apartment. She smirked. Right in time! Pushing Ronald aside, she kept her recorder and ran down the stairs. She didn’t want to risk bumping into Noah and having to explain herself.

She heard a loud thud followed by a shriek as she reached the ground floor. She was about to leave when someone stopped her in her tracks and grabbed her wrist. “Where do you think you’re going?”

Her blood turned cold. She glanced up and met Noah’s eyes, flashing with anger. She instinctively tried to get away from him. He pulled her close and tried to remove her mask. She had to act fast.

Madeline pushed him against the wall, and he loosened his grip on her. She took the opening and rushed out of the apartment. Noah chased her down the street until she got into a car and sped off.

“Sir!” Wayne ran toward Noah and said, “Ronald Klish is alive, but he’s badly injured.”

“Keep him alive. I need some answers from him,” replied Noah. Wayne nodded, “Yes sir. How about the woman who attempted to kill him? Shall I try to find her?”

“I know where she is,” Noah smiled. He had attached a tracking device to the woman’s pocket when she struggled to set herself free. The tracking device was an improved version of the one he found in his car.

Noah got into his car with Wayne, and they chased after the signal transmitted from the tracking device at full speed. Noah decided he would get the woman to answer all his questions once he found her.

There was not a single soul on the road Albert was driving on. Madeline was sitting next to him, tending to the wound on her arm. The smell of blood filled the car.

“You’re hurt, Ms. Madeline,” Albert glanced at her wound and looked worried. Madeline shrugged, “It’s nothing I cannot handle. Don’t worry.”

Ronald had cut her arm with a piece of glass when they were fighting. She was used to cuts and bruises by now. She took the first aid kit and swiftly tended to her wound.

Albert saw an incoming message and said, “Ronald Klish is alive and hospitalized. Andy is keeping an eye on him.” Madeline nodded, “Good. Make sure nobody else kills him before I do.”

“Do you think Ms. Angie will kill him to keep him from talking?” Albert asked. Madeline frowned, “I don’t care about Ronald Klish. I only want Angie to be dead soon.”

“I have no doubt she deserves it,” Albert said cautiously as he cast a nervous glance at Madeline. She looked at him, “There’s a ‘but’, isn’t there?”

“Ms. Angie may be suspicious, but she is going to marry Mr. Quincy. If Mr. Quincy gets involved in this, I’m afraid we may not be able to handle it,” said Albert after a brief pause.

He had looked into Angie’s relationship with Noah. Their affair had gone on for five years, and it was rumored Noah initially wanted to marry Angie, but instead mistakenly married Madeline. After everyone thought Madeline was dead, Angie stayed by Noah’s side and took care of him and his son.

Furthermore, Angie told the reporters at an event last month that she and Noah would announce their engagement during the Global Charity Banquet and get married soon after. Noah was beside Angie at the time, and he did not deny what she said.

The news about Angie and Noah getting married soon spread quickly. The Quincy family made no comments about the news, which worried Albert. “Mr. Quincy will likely try to protect Ms. Angie at all costs. After all, she is the love of his life.”

Madeline frowned as she listened to Albert’s investigation into Angie and Noah. The thought of the two being together made her stomach turn. Noah was blinded to the truth, and Angie was a cold-blooded murderer; they deserved each other.

“Ms. Madeline, is everything okay?” Albert asked, noticing her silence. Madeline sighed and said, “Nobody is stopping me. If Noah decides to intervene, I’ll send both of them to hell, and they can tell Gordon how sorry they are.”

As Albert was pulling over the car in front of La Merveille Boutique, Madeline ripped off a tiny tracking device from her pocket and stuck it on the car door. Albert was stunned and asked her what it was.

“It’s a tracking device Noah put in my pocket,” Madeline smiled mischievously, “Take this thing for a drive and meet me here in an hour.” Albert nodded, “Yes, Ms. Madeline. Please take care.”

Albert drove toward the city, winding through the narrow alleys and twisting streets. This will certainly be difficult for anyone who is tracking them.

Madeline saw Albert off and turned to enter La Merveille Boutique.