Chapter 70

Suzette Grant grabbed hold of Mr. Charles by his shirt, her eyes seething with anger. Mr. Charles barely reacted to her act of physical violence. Instead, he remained as composed as ever, waving for the security guards who eventually came over and escorted the mother and daughter out of the villa.

As Angie Grant watched the doors to the villa close right in front of her eyes, she felt a dreadful sense of impending doom. She never imagined that Noah, who was usually so prim and proper, could treat her like this. He was the one who said that he was a man of principles. How could he chase her out onto the streets just like that? She could not, nor did she want to understand.

“Mom, what do I do know?” Angie cried to her mother in desperation, falling to the ground dramatically. “I’ve shared a bed with Noah all this time and now he just dumps me without warning. I won’t get to marry into the Quincys anymore!”

“Angie, all this crying won’t solve your problems,” Suzette remarked in a surprisingly calm tone.

“Wh… what should I do then…” Angie’s lips trembled.

“He took advantage of you, Angie. He won’t get away with it so easily, nor will his family,” Suzette’s tone was clipped. She dragged her daughter back up to her feet and led her to their parked car. At the same time, she was already looking for a contact number on her phone.

Angie was sitting quietly in the passenger seat, her face ashen and depressed, when her phone suddenly buzzed in her purse. Thinking it could have been Noah finally replying to her, she frantically searched her purse and fished her phone out. However, she only saw a Facebook headline that immediately caught her attention and sent her heart palpitating.

“Mom, look at this! What is this?!” Angie passed the phone to her mother with shaky hands. There was an eye-catching photo of Madeline Grant that was making its rounds on Facebook, together with an equally sensational headline. That wench… how dare she?!

“What is this nonsense?!” Suzette uttered disagreeably. “Is Noah not doing anything about these rumors? Shouldn’t you be the one putting out news about your engagement with Noah?” Suzette did not know what exactly had happened, but her instinct told her that Madeline Grant had something to do with this. She would not let Madeline nor the Quincys off the hook so easily. Fortunately, she knew how to use Facebook too!

……

Although Madeline Grant had chase Noah out of her home early in the morning, she was still reeling from the memories of the previous night. Her mind was on autopilot replaying the vivid scene of Noah in nothing but his briefs, leaving her extremely frustrated.

more time with his mother. After finishing his breakfast, he came over to chit-chat with Madeline. Noticing Madeline who looked distracted as she sat on the sofa, he even brought her a cup of warm

on with you and the scumbag? Are you back together again?” Thomas asked, fishing for information. Based on his observation these past few days, he was beginning to think that the scumbag was honestly quite

nothing going on,” Madeline

think he likes

Madeline was curious now. “Why do

a little tortoise on him, he brought me to the hospital right away because he thought I had ADHD, but when you drew a big tortoise on him, I think he

him anymore!” Madeline huffed. Anyway, Noah had been her sworn nemesis for years, and she refused to fraternize with the enemy. She took a sip of the chocolate milk as her thoughts began

ding! Ding

urgently, snapping her thoughts back to reality. She sat up straighter on the sofa as she took her phone out of her pocket. The front screen of her phone displayed messages from the family group chat that comprised of

messages?”

I can still turn my phone off

too late. Mackenzie, or Zeke as she was affectionately known to her family, sent the family

you even think of turning your phones off, you two! I

Darling, how’s your tour going? Did you

only daughter of Madeline’s triplets. Zeke looked just like Madeline as a child, with strikingly beautiful green eyes and dainty facial features. However, she inherited Noah Quincy’s personality, being far too wise and cold for her age. A casting agent had scouted her on the streets a year ago, and she was now a child model who was on tour for

the only person on this planet that Thomas was afraid of. No one knew why Zeke was his kryptonite, but for all his cheeky antics and misbehavior, Zeke was the only one who could put Thomas in his place. He affectionately called her Princess Zeke and never disobeyed her. Even Madeline, as their mother, would occasionally be envious of the sibling

dearest Mommy, could you tell me why the both of you are not back

the chocolate milk here, so I decided to let him have it for

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