Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 273

Madeline assumed the girl belonged to the man Ivy had married, making Ivy nothing more than a stepmother.

She sneered, intentionally trying to terrify her. "You threw my daughter in jail. Did you really think I'd let your husband's brat off the hook? I'm going to make her wish she was dead."

Ivy's pupils dilated in absolute horror, all color draining from her face.

She shook her head frantically as tears spilled over her cheeks.

"No! Please don't hurt her! She isn't my child! She's Mr. Foster's daughter!"

Terrified that Stella might suffer the slightest scratch, Ivy abandoned all secrecy and screamed the truth at Madeline.

"I'm begging you, don't hurt her! She's your niece! She's Alaric's daughter!"

Madeline froze, convinced she had misheard.

"What did you just say?"

Ivy's voice was utterly hoarse, her eyes bloodshot with desperation.

"I said she is Mr. Foster's child! I'm nothing more than a nanny he hired!"

"Take out your anger on me if you want, but don't touch that little girl. She carries the Foster bloodline!"

It was the only way to keep Stella safe.

As long as she hid the fact that she and Alaric were married, no one would suspect that a girl like her could ever wed a man of his stature.

This time, Madeline heard every word clearly, and her heart plummeted to her stomach.

Everyone in the family knew that Alaric, the ruthless tyrant of the Foster empire, was raising a daughter in secret. He had kept her hidden to protect her from interference, refusing to bring her to the main estate.

And now, Ivy was telling her that the child she had just ordered kidnapped... was Alaric's?

The child belonged to the Foster family?!

Panic gripped Madeline. She immediately pulled out her phone, frantically ordering her men to treat the child like royalty and ensuring not a single hair on her head was harmed.

If anything happened to that little girl, Alaric wouldn't hesitate to destroy his own sister.

After hanging up, Madeline returned her gaze to Ivy and demanded,

Even their mother deferred to him, sitting by helplessly as her granddaughter was hauled off to prison.

What power did she have as his older sister?

The moment her restraints fell away, Ivy ignored the stinging pain in her cheeks. She shot up and said urgently,

"I need to go get Stella right now. If I don't bring her back to Mr. Foster's house by tonight, he's going to be furious."

But Madeline refused to let her ruin her alibi.

Turning her back, she tossed a parting order, "That's not up to you. You tell Alaric that Grandma missed her granddaughter and wanted her to stay for a couple of days."

Watching Madeline walk away, Ivy immediately dug out her phone and bolted for the exit.

The second she got a signal, she dialed Alaric's number.

At that exact moment, Alaric was in the middle of a high-level corporate meeting.

Seeing the caller ID flash across his screen, his expression darkened, a strange tug pulling at his chest.