Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Chapter 30

Seeing that Noah was back, Suzette knew there was no escaping. Turning on the waterworks, she went up and whined to him, “You’re finally back, Mr. Quincy. I need to talk to you.”

With a frown, Noah raised his arm to the group behind. Getting the message, Wayne took off together with the security detail. At that point, Dylan arrived and went upstairs ahead of everyone else.

Suzette looked at the son-in-law of her dreams in delight. Her future son-in-law could command the room with his presence. So what if the Grants were in financial trouble?

She had her son-in-law! The Quincies were the ultimate symbol of wealth and power in Imperia!

Her son-in-law was at the helm of it all.

Noah wore a black shirt paired with a creaseless vest and suit jacket. His shirt was buttoned all the way to the collar while a coat hung off his elbow. His brows on fleek and aloof eyes only added to his standoffish mien. “What’s on your mind, Mrs. Grant?”

“Angie’s in the hospital, pretty shaken up. There are mean comments everywhere online about Angie. Mr. Quincy, you got to stick up for her. These people are trying to ruin her reputation. There’s no way Angie would…”

“Sir, Colton is awake, but things are not looking good. I tried talking to him, but Colton simply stared into blank space.” Mr. Charles’ flat tone interrupted Suzette’s speech.

Putting on a scowl, Noah took quick paces up the stairs. “This can wait until later, Mrs. Grant.”

News about Colton regaining consciousness saw Suzette timidly edging to the door.

“Since you’re here, you should leave after visiting Colton, Mrs. Grant.” Mr. Charles put his hand out to stop her, insisting that she came along upstairs by force.

Upstairs, the pale-faced boy lay in bed, blinking his eyes at the ceiling. Thomas timed his waking when Mr. Charles called the doctor.

Hearing the looming footsteps at the door, he looked over. “Daddy!”

Noah took large strides ahead and reached out to feel Thomas’ forehead. “How do you feel?”

Dylan had carried out a thorough examination on the little man. “He seemed to have gotten a nasty shock, but he stayed put at home. What happened?”

“It was

none

inside the residence. Mrs. Grant entered Colton’s bedroom without permission. Colton emerged

by the bodyguards, was

Noah’s callous eyes, feeling a tightness in her throat. “Mr. Quincy,

tugged on Noah’s arm, refusing to let go as he added. “Grandma was

closer inspection revealed her hands were

strange behavior did not escape Noah’s eagle

to the game than meets

downcast eyes, Noah barely shielded the ruthlessness in his chilly

it up to Noah’s palm. He

fell on her bottom as color

foot on the balcony? Noah hissed through clenched teeth before turning around to face Suzette. He commented, “You sure know how to have a good time, Mrs.

some harmless fun with Colt, Mr. Quincy. I’m his grandmother. I would never hurt him!” Suzette insisted it was an innocent game, refusing to admit she was trying to

was not like she never had her moments with the brat, but the kid had always said nothing. The boy was

to see what kind of harmless fun you were

of her to say dangling a child outside the window by the

then, he must suffer a

stared at Colt. With eyes reading of naiveness, innocence, and trust,

but his eyes reflected chilling eeriness when he turned his head around. “Didn’t you hear Mrs. Grant say

bodyguard hung

sinking feeling at the pit of

and chuckled. “You’re good at the game, Grandma. I’m too

being a bully! My brother must have suffered a lot at her

peered at Noah, captivated by the latter’s tensed jaw from holding back