Aggresive Wife

Chapter 478

CHAPTER 478 DID YOU THINK THAT IT WAS ME?

“It's been a long time, Maddie.” Trenton strutted in as he opened the door to the room.

Madeline did not lower her gun. She was seriously thinking about whether to just shoot this b*stard.

Noah reached out and moved the barrel of her gun downwards, “It's not worth getting angry with a dog.”

Madeline lightly grunted and put away the gun. She said to Trenton disdainfully, “Tell the person in charge to come out and talk. I don't have time for your nonsense.”

“The past is in the past. I don't even mind, so why do you guys have to hold on to the grudge? We were reunited today as old friends, it’s a happy day…” Before Trenton could finish his words, Noah suddenly grabbed him by the neck and lifted his whole body.

When the bodyguards behind him wanted to make a move, Madeline loaded the bullets and fired a few shots at their feet.

The reaction of these bodyguards showed that Trenton was a dog of the mastermind behind this. They would not care about him as long as he wouldn’t die in their hands.

They might even know about their grudge against Trenton and deliberately let them vent their anger.

“Let go of me or you won't get out of here!” Trenton struggled.

Noah let go of him and kicked him to the door. He was stuck in that hole.

Madeline snorted and whispered to Noah, “The injuries on your body, it wasn't his idea, was it?”

Noah shook his head, “He doesn't have that much power. I guess their purpose was to frighten you to make you obey their commands.”

“They didn't investigate me before they did anything?” Madeline raised her eyebrows. These people don't look like they're stupid either.

“Your whereabouts in the past five years have been wiped out. They can't find out, and neither can I.”

Madeline remembered before she returned, she asked Albert to hide her whereabouts for the past five years. She never expected Albert could do it so well. As for what happened after she returned, Noah also selectively suppressed it.

The only thing in the media now was about her getting jealous of Angie, she was the president of the charity association and she was being favored by Noah.

If this was what they had investigated, no wonder they did these things to scare her. After all, when she saw Noah beaten like this five years ago, her heart ached and she was scared to death. She would give them whatever they wanted.

“I'm afraid that Mr. Quincy had stayed at Imperia for too long and thinks he can just do whatever he wants! Today I'll let you see what it means to have someone better than you.” Tristan had gone from being Lord Trenton which everyone was afraid of in Uranica to the unknown Tristan in Imperia. He was always furious about it.

When he caught Noah today, his superior did not let him hurt Noah. When he thought of everything he had lost, he could not resist hurting him.

If his superior hadn’t said they wanted to keep Noah as a bargaining chip. He definitely wouldn't have let him live to see Madeline.

He would no longer be polite to them as they have torn the superficial peace between both parties. His superior only needs the people that Madeline cares about to threaten her. When the time comes, he would lie and say that Noah and Madeline's relationship broke down a long time ago.

He could also set a trap to let Noah bring death upon himself…

The more Trenton thought about it, the more relieved he was. He looked at Noah contemptuously, as if he had become a worm that could just be crushed to death.

“I've just said just now. Within two minutes if I don't see the person in charge, I'll drop it and we'll all be done with it. Since you are not sincere, there is no need for me to talk anymore.” Madeline ignored Trenton. She yanked off the lucky charm around her neck and was about to throw it to the ground.

“Wait a minute!” Suddenly, an old man with white hair rushed out from the doorway.

The old man was wearing a blue suit. He looked simple and kind.

However, with a glance at him, Madeline knew he was a ruthless man. He could even kill his own people.

Madeline warily took a step back and exchanged glances with Noah who was obviously thinking the same thing as she was.

“I'm the one who invited you here. You can tell me what you want to say.” The old man's gaze landed on Madeline's face and paused for a moment. Then he looked at Trenton and signaled the bodyguards to take him away.

Trenton was reluctant and wanted to explain something, but he was glared at by the old man.

As if Trenton said one more word, he was going to pull his tongue out. No wonder he could make Trenton into submission.

“You’re a funny old man. You kidnapped my family. Forced me to take the initiative to reach you, and now ask me what I want to do?” Madeline rolled her eyes at the old man.

She noticed that this old man wanted the lucky charm in her hand. She would not give in easily. The old man didn't even think about being polite at first. He obviously looked down on her.

“I didn't control my men properly, forgive me.” The old man was smiling as he looked at Madeline.

Rowan and Oscar were beaten up so seriously and he expects us to forgive him for that?

“You’re not forgiven. Let us go.” Madeline kept her smile and said to the old man seriously.

The old man admired and feared Madeline at the same time, “You can go but the thing has to stay.”

He beckoned towards the back after he said that. More than ten bodyguards immediately rushed in, filling the room to the brim.

Madeline threw the lucky charm in the air.

The moment the bodyguards went to catch the peace button. She rushed to the old man and tried to take him as hostage.

However, the normal-looking middle-aged man beside him was generally strong in martial arts. He needed only one move to bring down both Madeline and Noah.

Noah lay under Madeline as a human cushion. He did not forget to explain after helping her up, “I was injured so I did not use my full strength. He usually can't even beat me.”

“You’re a tough girl.” The old man looked at Madeline, but his face did not look angry.

The bodyguard handed him the lucky charm. He looked at it carefully and put it away in his pocket with satisfaction.

“Old man, what exactly do you want by doing so many things?” Madeline asked.

The old man replied vaguely, “You think I did all those things?”

Madeline rolled her eyes. If it’s not you, who else could it be? Ghosts?Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.