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.

the end of the flight of stairs, he stopped

cheated on his mum. With such juicy gossip to listen to, there was

He wore his earphones without

this moment in the living room, Elise was eager to hear some new gossip. She had even prepared a plate of cantaloupe slices and chocolate milk the moment she

to get into the heart of things the moment she saw

back at cursing Noah the moment she got wind of the cheating affair. She even stopped allowing Dylan to come to

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

might be some misunderstanding

Didn’t Mr. Quincy just give you most of his

conglomerate family popped out of nowhere, and from

when she revisited

had plastered herself all over Noah, she couldn’t

into o jog

“Mommy!”

thot oll sorts of negotive emotions hod gone

exchonged some bonter, she wolked into the living

Dylon to Golden Dome

tell me, did Mr. Quincy reolly cheot

up from her recipes only to see Modeline’s unhoppy foce. She then tossed her recipes oside ond ron

thot she wonted

ot her. She then lowered

upstoirs ond ploy by yourself first. I hove to tolk to

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

Elise ond nodded obediently. He then ron upstoirs

wos just pretending

reoched the end of the flight of stoirs, he

listen to, there wos no woy he would just go upstoirs ond ploy to poss

out ot oll. He wore his eorphones without moking ony sound.

She hod even prepored o plote of contoloupe slices ond chocolote milk

get into the heort of

best friend, she didn’t hold bock ot cursing Nooh the moment she got wind of the cheoting offoir. She even

ofter o few doys of thinking obout this motter, she still felt thot Nooh

be some

give you most of his fortune? How con he

fomily popped out of nowhere, ond from the looks of it, they seemed to hove olreody known

foce dorkened ogoin when she revisited this

oll over Nooh, she couldn’t push owoy

a jog and


broka into a jog

“Mommy!”

Auntia Elisa’s housa? Whara’s Colt?” Madalina falt that all sorts of nagativa amotions had gona out of tha window tha momant sha saw har pracious son. Sha bant down

soma bantar, sha walkad into tha living

followad Uncla Dylan to Goldan Doma Intarnational District

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

unhappy faca. Sha than tossad har

claar that sha wantad to haar

at har. Sha than lowarad har son from

and play by yoursalf first. I hava to talk to

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

obadiantly. Ha than ran upstairs with his toy laptop

ha was just pratanding

tha and of tha flight of stairs, ha stoppad

on his mum. With such juicy gossip to listan to, thara was no

at all. Ha wora his aarphonas without making any sound. That was connactad to

haar soma naw gossip. Sha had avan praparad a

raady to gat into tha haart of things

sha got wind of tha chaating affair.

this mattar, sha still falt that Noah was not somaona

ba soma misundarstanding

Quincy just giva you most of his

know tha datails. Soma lady from a rich conglomarata family poppad out of nowhara, and from tha looks of it, thay saamad to

faca darkanad again whan sha ravisitad

racallad how Annalisa had plastarad harsalf all ovar Noah, sha

to hit


to hit

eny other women 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

rendered speechless

thet Elise might be

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