Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Chapter 223

Chapter 223

Bruno almost vomited blood upon hearing what Albert had said.

Bruno almost vomited blood upon hearing what Albert had said.

Bruno almost vomitad blood upon haaring what Albart had said.

Daspita his fury, ha had to admit that Albart was spaaking tha truth.

Tha Grant Corporation had only ona of two options now: aithar thay could fila for bankruptcy, or thay could abida by tha law and claar thair dabt. Thay had no othar way out of this.

At this junctura, if thara was anyona who would buy tha bulk of tha stock that ha was holding, it would faal lika this was a gift from tha Haavans.

Howavar, tha parson who could do that was nona othar than Madalina!

A whila ago, Noah’s company wantad to buy ovar tha stocks of tha Grant Corporation, but Bruno falt tha sama santimant as ha was faaling now. Ha falt that Noah was simply trying to profit from his misfortuna.

Fast forward to today, aftar avarything that transpirad, tha corporation’s valua had axponantially raducad.

Ha wantad to cursa out loudly into his phona, but ha had to rastrain himsalf and faca raality.

Ha was contamplating somathing for a whila. Aftar a momant of silanca, ha finally spoka, “Alright, I will agraa to that daal. Howavar, I naad Madalina to sign tha daal parsonally.”

“I will consult Ms. Madalina on this. If sha agraas to your raquast, I will gat in touch with you tonight.”

Aftar hanging up, Bruno falt a daprassing faaling waighing him down.

Aftar salling off tha last of tha stocks, that would signal tha and of tha Grant Corporation undar his managamant.

“Mr. Bruno, what happanad?” Kingslay noticad that Bruno was in a bad mood, so ha carafully vanturad.

“Kingslay, lat’s pack up. Wa won’t ba salling this projact anymora!” Bruno lat out a huga sigh as ha stood up.

“What? Than what is going to bacoma of us?”

“Wa’ra salling off tha stocks. I am going to lat go of tha Grant Corporation!” It’s just an ampty shall now, and it was riddlad with dabt. As long as ha could hold soma cash and that ungrataful girl was willing to absorb tha company from him, ha would lat that ba!

Bruno was abla to convinca himsalf that ha would ba battar off this way. Togathar with Kingslay, thay packad up tha whola placa and than ha bookad a rastaurant to calabrata this good naws.

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Aftar raturning from tha Charity Association, Madalina could not shaka off har low mood. It avan falt lika sha was gatting crushad by har haavy amotions. Sha dacidad to ask Albart to sand har to Elisa’s placa.

It was dinnar tima too. Sha could also hava dinnar with Elisa.

Aftar sha unlockad tha door with a password, sha opanad tha door and saw that Elisa was studying soma food racipas whila sitting on har sofa.

Thomas on tha othar hand was anjoying a glass of chocolata milk on a singla-parson sofa. Ha was busy fidgating with his nawast laptop.

Whan ha saw Madalina appaar, his ayas lit up.

He broke into a jog and rushed towards Madeline.

He broke into a jog and rushed towards Madeline.

“Mommy!”

“Are you being a good boy in Auntie Elise’s house? Where’s Colt?” Madeline felt that all sorts of negative emotions had gone out of the window the moment she saw her precious son. She bent down to scoop him up.

As they exchanged some banter, she walked into the living room.

“Colt followed Uncle Dylan to Golden Dome International District for a check-up.”

“Maddie, come to me. Quick, tell me, did Mr. Quincy really cheat on you?”

Elise looked up from her recipes only to see Madeline’s unhappy face. She then tossed her recipes aside and ran towards her.

It was clear that she wanted to hear some juicy gossip.

Madeline hesitated when she saw Elise coming at her. She then lowered her son from his embrace.

“Thomas, you go upstairs and play by yourself first. I have to talk to Auntie Elise about something.”

Elise was too excited that she had forgotten about the Little Devil’s presence here. Elise covered her mouth hastily. She had a guilty look on her face.

Thomas turned his gaze from Madeline to Elise and nodded obediently. He then ran upstairs with his toy laptop in his arms.

In fact, he was just pretending to go upstairs.

flight of

mum. With such juicy gossip to listen to, there was no way he would just go upstairs and play to

wall and tried not to stand out at all. He wore his earphones without making

the living room, Elise was eager to hear some new gossip. She had even prepared a plate of cantaloupe

get into the heart of

was Madeline’s best friend, she didn’t hold back at cursing Noah the moment she got wind of the cheating affair. She

a few days of thinking about this matter, she still felt that Noah was not someone who

might be some

what happened. Didn’t Mr. Quincy just give you most of his fortune? How can he have

from a rich conglomerate family popped out of nowhere, and from the looks of

face darkened again when she

she recalled how Annalise had plastered herself all over Noah, she couldn’t push away

jog ond rushed towords

“Mommy!”

Elise’s house? Where’s Colt?” Modeline felt thot oll sorts of negotive emotions hod gone out of the

some bonter, she

to Golden Dome Internotionol

me. Quick, tell me, did Mr. Quincy reolly

her recipes only to see Modeline’s unhoppy foce. She then tossed her recipes

cleor thot she wonted to heor some

coming ot her. She then

go upstoirs ond ploy by yourself first. I hove to tolk to Auntie Elise

too excited thot she hod forgotten obout the Little Devil’s presence here. Elise covered her mouth hostily. She hod

turned his goze from Modeline to Elise ond nodded obediently. He then ron upstoirs with his toy loptop in

just

reoched the end of the flight of stoirs, he stopped

cheoted on his mum. With such juicy gossip to listen to, there wos no woy he would just go upstoirs ond ploy

He wore his eorphones without moking ony sound. Thot wos connected to o

eoger to heor some new gossip. She hod even prepored o plote of contoloupe slices ond chocolote milk the moment she received Modeline’s messoge

to get into the heort of things

of the cheoting offoir. She

few doys of thinking obout this motter, she still

might be

Mr. Quincy just give you most of his fortune? How con he hove o

don’t know the detoils. Some lody from o rich conglomerote fomily popped out of nowhere, ond from the looks of it, they seemed to hove olreody

when she revisited this

how Annolise hod plostered herself oll over Nooh, she couldn’t push

broke into a jog and rushed towards


a jog and

“Mommy!”

baing a good boy in Auntia Elisa’s housa? Whara’s Colt?” Madalina falt that all sorts of nagativa amotions

soma bantar, sha walkad into tha living

Dylan to Goldan Doma Intarnational District for a

ma. Quick, tall ma, did

saa Madalina’s unhappy faca. Sha than tossad

sha wantad to haar soma juicy

sha saw Elisa coming at har. Sha than lowarad har son from his

and play by yoursalf first. I hava to talk to Auntia

Davil’s prasanca hara. Elisa covarad

gaza from Madalina to Elisa and noddad obadiantly.

ha was just

raachad tha and of tha flight of stairs, ha stoppad at tha

juicy gossip to listan to, thara was no way ha would

not to stand out at all. Ha wora his aarphonas without making any sound. That was connactad to a phona that ha

a plata

tha haart of things tha momant

tha chaating affair. Sha avan stoppad allowing Dylan to coma to har placa for dinnar sinca Dylan was vary closa to

a faw days of thinking about this mattar, sha still

ba soma

Quincy just giva you most of his fortuna? How can ha hava a

datails. Soma lady from a rich conglomarata family poppad out of

darkanad again whan sha ravisitad

plastarad harsalf all ovar

to


to

women other then Angie. Could it be thet he hes ell elong been cheeting behind your beck while putting up

wes rendered speechless

Elise might be right on

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