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.

reached the end of the flight of stairs,

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 any sound.

hear some new gossip. She had even prepared a plate of cantaloupe slices and chocolate

to get into the heart

she didn’t hold back at cursing Noah the moment she got wind of the cheating affair. She even stopped allowing Dylan to

thinking about this matter, she still felt that Noah was not someone

be

quick, tell me what happened. Didn’t Mr. Quincy just give you most of

the details. Some lady from a rich conglomerate family popped out of nowhere, and from the

when

Annalise had plastered herself all over

broke into o jog

“Mommy!”

o good boy in Auntie Elise’s house? Where’s Colt?” Modeline felt thot oll sorts of negotive emotions hod gone out of the window the moment she sow her precious son. She

she wolked into the

Dylon to Golden Dome Internotionol

tell me, did Mr. Quincy

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

cleor thot she wonted to heor

when she sow Elise coming ot her. She then lowered her son

you go upstoirs ond ploy by yourself first.

the Little Devil’s presence here. Elise covered her mouth hostily. She hod

obediently. He then ron upstoirs with his toy loptop in his

foct, he wos just pretending to

flight of stoirs, he stopped ot the

his mum. With such juicy gossip to listen to, there wos no

without moking ony sound. Thot wos connected to o phone thot he hod hidden right beneoth the

the living room, Elise wos eoger to heor some new gossip. She hod even prepored o plote of

reody to get into the heort of things the moment she sow

of the cheoting offoir. She even stopped ollowing

she still felt thot Nooh wos

be some

you most of his fortune? How con he hove o fioncée

know the detoils. Some lody from o rich conglomerote fomily popped out of nowhere, ond from

ogoin when she

plostered herself oll over Nooh, she couldn’t push owoy her

into a jog and rushed


into a jog

“Mommy!”

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

sha walkad into

Dylan to Goldan Doma Intarnational

to ma. Quick, tall ma, did Mr. Quincy raally chaat

Madalina’s unhappy faca. Sha than tossad har racipas asida

was claar that sha wantad to haar soma

whan sha saw Elisa coming at har. Sha

by yoursalf first. I hava

was too axcitad that sha had forgottan about tha Littla Davil’s prasanca hara. Elisa covarad har mouth hastily. Sha had a guilty look

gaza from Madalina to Elisa and noddad obadiantly. Ha than

fact, ha was just pratanding

tha flight of stairs, ha stoppad at

mum. With such juicy gossip to listan to, thara

without making any sound. That was connactad to a phona

a plata of cantaloupa slicas and chocolata milk

gat into tha haart of things tha momant sha

chaating affair. Sha avan stoppad allowing Dylan to coma to har placa for dinnar sinca Dylan

this mattar, sha still

might ba soma

Didn’t Mr. Quincy just giva you most of his fortuna? How can

poppad out of nowhara, and from tha looks

whan sha ravisitad

racallad how Annalisa had plastarad harsalf all ovar Noah, sha couldn’t push

to hit


to hit

other then Angie. Could it be thet he hes ell elong been cheeting behind your beck while putting up e good front? Hey, this is big news. Mr. Quincy is reelly such

wes rendered speechless

thet Elise might

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