Abusive Wife

Abusive Wife Chapter 54

Chapter 54

Noah watched Madeline for a while, then suddenly broke into a chuckle. He did not resume their verbalsparring; instead, he set an invitation down in front of her.

“My son’s birthday dinner is the day after tomorrow. If you’re free, Ms. Grant, we would love to see youthere.”

“Oh? You’re actually inviting me into your home, Mr. Quincy? Aren’t you afraid you’ll be luring a wolfinto the fold?” Madeline felt slightly bewildered. Previously, he had believed she was deliberately tryingto get close to Colton so she could entice the boy away.

Why had he suddenly changed his tune?

“If you’re the wolf in question, that would suit me admirably, my dear Ms. Grant.”

Madeline had the oddest sensation that her world had suddenly turned upside down. Noah must haveknocked his head against something and gotten all muddled up before he left the house today!

By the time she had pulled herself together enough to ask what was going on, Noah had already left.

At this point, Albert came through the back door of the bar and made his way through the mass ofpeople, hurrying over to her. “Ms. Grant, Ms. Angie’s been rescued by Mr. Quincy’s underlings.”

“Ahh, I see. Well, that was to be expected.” No wonder Noah was behaving in a manner contrary to hisusual self, even giving her an invitation to Colton’s birthday dinner. It was all a cover for rescuing Angie!

Just like before, was he afraid that she would cause trouble?

For whatever reason, Madeline felt aggravated the more she thought about it. She did not even realizeshe had lost herself in her ruminations until Albert recalled her to the present.

“Ms. Grant, I believe the incident with Ms. Angie might have alerted certain people. The woman whoclaimed to be Mr. Turner’s daughter hasn’t shown up!”

“We’ll go home for now.” Madeline had foreseen that this might happen. After all, if that woman reallyhad been

present, Noah probably would not have had the time to come and engage her in conversation.

Earlier, after Madeline left the Grant residence, she had received word that someone claiming to beFelix Turner’s

daughter had made an appointment with Noah to discuss some business matters. That was why sheand Albert had come to the Enchanteur Bar. However, they had not expected that they wouldencounter a scene with Angie upon arrival.novelbin

The two of them left the bar and departed in the car.

At the same time, Wayne was helping a battered, exhausted, and humiliated Angie to Noah’s car. Shewatched, seething, as Madeline left the bar, cool and sophisticated in her elegant dress and high heels.

Why was she the one who had been humiliated by those small-time

gangsters, while that bitch Madeline sauntered around with minions at her beck and call?

“Ms. Angie, please get into the car,” Wayne urged, seeing that Angie was just standing there, staringfixedly at something in the distance and seemingly divorced from reality. Noah had already left; theyneeded to hurry and catch up with him.

“Oh, that’s right. Thank you,” Angie murmured weakly and climbed into the back seat.

“It’s my duty.” Wayne did not exchange any further pleasantries with her. He closed the door afterAngie, then got behind the wheel and quickly started the car.

As they drove off, they passed

Madeline’s car on the road. Angie’s rage and hatred knew no bounds when she saw Madeline’s lovely,alluring face through the window.

Just you wait. Once I become the most distinguished woman in Imperia, I’m going to crush youunderfoot! Angie swore to herself, tightly clenching her fists.

Even though she had almost gotten into serious trouble with those ruffians today, there had been asilver lining. Noah evidently still harbored some feelings for her. He would not have rescued herotherwise!

Furthermore, she had just received news that the Grant residence had burned down. Her father had nohome to call his own now. It was the perfect, legitimate opportunity for her to move into the Quincyresidence!

She just had to bide her time. Once she managed to insert herself into the Quincy household, shewould be able to use this to her advantage!

“Mr. Hudson, I just received some terrible news. My home has been burned down! Could you pleasetake me to the Quincy residence with you?”

“I…Mr. Quincy hasn’t given me any orders to do so.”

“But I haven’t got anywhere to go now, and I don’t want to be by myself…” Angie murmured in a weak,broken little voice, and tears began running down her cheeks.

Wayne was by no means immune to such feminine wiles and reluctantly agreed despite himself. Uponreflection, it was probably better for Mr. Quincy to make the call once they got there.

When they reached the Quincy

residence, Noah had already arrived and was about to go into the house when he saw Angie runningtoward him. His

expression darkened immediately.

With a murderous glance at Wayne, he snapped, “What’s going on?”

“This…Ms. Angie said that the Grant house just burned down in a fire, and she has nowhere to go…”Wayne hurriedly explained, terrified by Noah’s furious expression.

“Noah, don’t blame Mr. Hudson, please. I really have nowhere to go now. Can I stay here, just for thetime being?” Angie pleaded pitifully, reaching out and tugging timidly at Noah’s sleeve.

“Wayne will take you to a hotel.” Noah immediately declined her request.

Unfortunately, Angie was already at the door of the house; she was not about to be turned away insuch a hurry! “Noah, far too much has happened today. I’m

scared to death. Can’t you just stay with me for a little…?”

Noah was about to reject this

suggestion outright, but upon reflection, he decided it was probably not safe for her to be out this late atnight.

Reluctantly, he agreed. “Have Mr. Charles take you to the guest room then.”

“Thank you, Noah! I knew you still cared about me, even if it’s just a little!” Angie was so moved that amaidenly blush suffused her tear-stained cheeks.

Unfortunately, Noah did not stay to appreciate her display of shyness. Brushing her hand away from hissleeve abruptly as if avoiding the plague, he went straight into the house without so much as abackward glance at her.

Angie had much more that she wanted

to say, but Noah’s abrupt departure

forced her to swallow the words. She was so incensed she almost choked.

“Ms. Grant, please come with me.” Mr. Charles approached Angie, having already received his orders.

Angie pulled herself together and followed the butler into the house. In just those few seconds, she hadrecovered her dignity and aristocratic bearing. After all, the future mistress of the household had tobehave with decorum in front of the hired help.

She was fully confident in her own powers!

Mr. Charles took her to the guest room on the first floor and settled her in. Even though it was a longway from Noah’s bedroom, this was the first time she had been allowed to stay in the Quincy

house. She was absolutely delighted.

Men were all soft-hearted fools. They would succumb to a woman’s charms as long as one could meetthem face to face and behave in a sufficiently pitiful fashion!

Angie indulged in these blissful thoughts and went into the bathroom. She had to make properpreparations for her grand scheme so she could put it into action!

Around the same time, Thomas was on the third-floor balcony with his telescope. Directing theinstrument at the garden, he saw Angie tugging at Noah’s sleeve with a show of being pitiful. Not onlythat, Mr. Charles even showed her into the house. This instantly made Thomas unhappy!

Wasn’t the scumbag no longer in love

with the bad woman? If so, why had he brought her back again?

Earlier, it looked as if they were both holding hands…

Thomas quickly pressed the button on his telescope twice with his pudgy fingers. Immediately, aphotograph of Angie’s pathetic-looking figure appeared on his smartwatch. He peered at the picturecarefully. Angie looked filthy and disheveled, her attire in ruins.

He hurriedly pulled up his conversation with Madeline and sent the photograph to her, along with amessage. “Mommy, SOS! The scumbag’s brought Big Bad Woman Angie back home from the trashheap!”

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