Aggressive wife novel (Madeline and Noah) novel Chapter 81

Aggresive Wife Chapter 81

“Haha! But, of course. I’m a genius with a 200 IQ!”

Thomas grinned, showing off his canine teeth after receiving praise from his mother. He oozed confidence.

The only thing that upset him was the presence of his scumbag father. If Noah weren’t here, he could’ve taken a selfie of his confident self and offered it up to Madeline to keep as a souvenir.

Madeline carried the boy inside and clicked the door shut.

Noah, meanwhile, was exhibiting pure rage in his eyes at the sight of the shut door.

He wanted nothing more than to see Wayne dead!

“Are you okay, Mommy?! You didn’t get bullied by my scumbag father?!”

“You’re not allowed to lie to me!”

“If he did, hehe! He’s not going to have a good time!”

Back in the room.

Thomas grabbed Madeline’s hand and checked her thoroughly.

Worried, he whispered into her ear.

Even a little demon like him was worried for his mother’s safety!

She responded by gently smoothing out his bangs. “Don’t worry. He won’t do anything to me. Be good and stay here. Colt’s room absolutely must not be found!”

“Ah? Why? I want to see Colt. I want to tell him that we’re brothers!”

Thomas wasn’t expecting to be denied access to the basement after being gone for a few days. He was crestfallen, pouting and complaining away.

“Colt isn’t doing too well. Don’t disturb him, got it? If you disobey, I’ll get Albert to get you a ticket and send you away!”

“No, Mommy! You’re being impulsive! I’ll be good. I won’t bother Colt!”

He was frightened by his mother’s threat of sending him back and immediately refused.

He wasn’t ready to face Her Majesty, Zeke, by himself.

That was more unbearable torture than being sent to kindergarten and playing with a group of immature children.

“Do you have time, Ms. Grant? If you remember, we still have some unfinished business…”

Noah Quincy, the widowed and lonely old man, was restless and couldn’t help taking the initiative.

There was, however, no response from Madeline.

“Softer, Daddy. Auntie Madeline is sleeping.”

Thomas’s soft, childish voice came through the door, completely shattering Noah’s final glimmer of hope.

“…”

He felt his blood hit its boiling point and nearly lost his breath in his anger.

They still remained in a stalemate several hours later.

One was a loving mother with a filial son and the other a widowed and lonely man.

The contrast between the bleak and the lively was stark.

In terms of misery, however, there were still the three members of the Grant family nestled in the apartment.

“You’re finally back! What did Noah say? Is he willing to help us?”

Bruno Grant rushed to the door immediately after the lock turned and stared at Angie. His eyes were bloodshot.

“Help? Haha, how delusional!”

Angie dragged herself in as if she were a zombie and smiled sadly at him.

She couldn’t help but shiver at the thought of how cold Noah seemed as he left.

She thought that by exposing Madeline’s true identity to Noah, she would be able to turn the tables and become the high and mighty young lady of the Grant family.

Noah had unexpectedly reacted as if he had already known about it.