Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Chapter 430 Are You Still There?

"Expose him for impersonating Mr. Quincy!" The woman heard Madeline's voice in her ears; she shivered as she thought the place was haunted.

But, since the ghost had helped her just now, she was not afraid of her; instead, she trusted her very much.

So the woman bravely shouted, "He's not Mr. Quincy; he's not this ugly!"

The other women heard her words and all looked at that man; he was still hung on the ceiling, but his makeup was washed off by his sweats. So, most of the women could see clearly that he was a fraudster.

"Quick, go and inform Mr. Larbarcher!" Some of the bodyguards finally realized something was wrong, so they wanted to report to Fred.

One of the bodyguards wanted to hit that woman, but once he reached out his hand, he felt that something grabbed his wrist. He wanted to shake it off, but he experienced great pain, and his hand was cut off neatly from his wrist.

"A…Ah! My hand! My hand!" He held on to this bloody wrist, and he could not stand up due to pain.

"It's haunted! The castle is haunted!"

"Don't kill me! Spare my life!

The rest of the bodyguards actually wanted to save the man hanging on the ceiling, but they were all frightened and fled in all directions.

Madeline spoke into the woman's ear again. "Go back to the room you were in just now."

The woman did not hesitate for a second; she went back to the previous room, and she found a dress in the closet to put it on.

At the same time, Fred arrived with reinforcements. Madeline retrieved the thin, transparent thread on the man, and he fell hard to the ground.

"Go back to your room! Don't leave without permission!" The bodyguards drove the women into their rooms. The rooms were no different than prison cells; they were made up of iron fences, and they could not see the scenario outside of the room.

to look at the incision

bodyguards immediately stepped forward to drag

was inside

check if the man was still

there's a trace of being

as he glanced into the room. "Ms. Madeline, what a rare guest. You might as well show yourself

was not common in Tiberos, but he knew Madeline

tightened once he finished speaking, and he was hanging in the air like the

to pull the thread inside the room

much better if I didn't

flour. Sprinkle it in the room." Fred pulled the thin thread

ghosts, they were even more afraid of the ruthless Fred. So they hurried to look for flour without a

was off, so she quickly tied the thin thread to the iron fence

and he knew that Madeline was about to leave, so he quickly ordered his men to block the

her hands and spread

burned

you! You're just like your mother—both vicious and brutal!" He reached for the thin thread on his neck

his hands; he felt like if he exerted too much force, his hands

words. So, there's still more reason

the flour is here!" A bodyguard came back with a big bag of

bodyguards that tried to support Fred by holding on to the soles of his feet, and they tried hard to rescue

rescued once the smoke was cleared. They sprinkled the flour all around the room,

away during the smoke explosion. Fred stared at a spot in the room, then lifted up a tile

this passage was newly dug; the