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.

squatted down to look at the

bodyguards immediately stepped forward to drag

Madeline was inside

check if the man was still alive

responded, "He's dead; there's a trace of being strangled by a thin thread on his

heart skipped a beat, and he pretended to be calm as he glanced into the room. "Ms. Madeline, what a rare guest. You might as well show

high technology was not common in Tiberos, but he knew Madeline

finished speaking, and

sweating profusely, and she tried hard to pull the thread inside the room

if I didn't have so much

Sprinkle it in the room." Fred pulled the thin thread around his neck and spoke

the ruthless Fred. So

tied the thin thread to the iron fence and wanted

room... the door..." Fred could feel the movement on the thread, and he knew that Madeline was about to leave, so he quickly ordered his men to block the

waved her hands and

burned by fire,

like your mother—both vicious and brutal!" He reached for the thin thread on his neck and loosened it with his hand, so that he could gasp for some air and

felt like if he exerted too

widened upon hearing his words. So, there's still

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

Fred by holding on to the soles of his feet, and they tried hard to

and smoke was everywhere. Fred was rescued once the smoke was

explosion. Fred stared at a spot in the room, then lifted up a

was newly dug; the inner parts of it