Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Chapter 82

Angie thought luck was finally in her favor after snagging herself the cash cow so quickly. There would be no need for her to continue to stew in the pigsty.

The old man's answer, however, extinguished the hope ignited within her.

He squandered his riches like dirt. He was bold and frank.

After all, he was just an upstart who happened to make a fortune but he was hollow inside.

He wasn't even close to being an ant when compared to Noah.

This man couldn't even be compared to that pig, Jerry. At least the Lowe family was a proper gentry.

"You can use those to coax the younger ones. They mean nothing to me. Where's your sincerity?"

Angie swept her newly permed curls aside and took the opportunity to get out of the arms of the lecherous old man.

The old man could immediately tell that she was going to ask for an unjustly large amount and no longer intended to spoil her. He took on a dour expression.

"Haha, sincerity? Who do you think you are? You're just a good little b*tch. There are countless girls here. You're not worth anything. If it weren't for your youth or beauty, I wouldn't even bother with you."

The old man whose face was flushed red from drinking mocked and sarcastically cursed at her. It was only after he had his fun that he walked away with another two girls in his embrace.

"Huh! Bastard! Who do you think you are? You're talking out of your *ss!"

"If it wasn't for that slut Madeline getting in my way, you wouldn't even be worthy of carrying my shoes!"

"I'm going to have this dilapidated clubhouse demolished once I turn the tables!"

Angie had believed that she could have the place bow to her whims with her beauty and figure.

To think that even a dirt-cheap idiot would mock her with reckless abandon.

She was so indignant that she was convinced her breast implants were going to explode and stood in the booth cursing and yelling.

Her appearance had become exactly that of a shrew found in the markets...

Maple Forest Villa. Living room.

Noah stared absently at the shut bedroom door for an unknown amount of time. His eyes were now bloodshot with a trace of grief.

always slept peacefully with Madeline by his

would have himself a few days of proper sleep only for his own son to

left, the esteemed Noah Quincy was left sitting on the couch downing one glass of wine after another. He quickly emptied several bottles but there continued to be no sound

dusk to midnight with no

to remember

his son as he watched the pitch-black night sky outside the

was discourteous to argue with a five-year-old child so he could only make a mental note

his composure

been hiding

honesty, however, neither of them had wanted to

no food in the home and

what forced them to come

and hide! I'll take care of breakfast and the rations

paneled door opened and

surroundings, like an

dad had

fear that he would accidentally wake

was highly vigilant

was at a loss for words. "It's okay. Let Mommy out. We can't stay in forever. It's boring

the child's head with a

then led the child out and made

say

fried eggs in the pan and

He doesn't like when things are loud and will wake up even when I drop my Baymax

herself with preparing breakfast when Thomas tugged at her shirt and pointed at the

She stopped

right to see him lying so still. She removed

lips were chapped and purple. There

wake him up only

fever? What's going on? He was fine

his brows

life as a person born in the Quincy family. Everyone was at his beck and

He should at least know how to take care of

she left him to

after one night

of the wine bottles on the coffee table