Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 74

“Angie, I truly wish that were true and you had nothing to do with Grandpa’s death. You take care,” Noah ended the conversation. He took long strides toward the door and left Angie alone in the ballroom.

Angie crumbled to the ground as she watched Noah take his leave, feeling utterly crushed and defeated. At this moment, Suzette Grant, who had been hiding and observing everything all this time, came over to her daughter and extended her arm. “Angie, get yourself up first. We have to replan our strategy now that things have come to this.”

“Mom, where were you just now? You didn’t see what happened, they all ganged up against me!” Angie cried.

“Alright there, darling, don’t cry. Your father called me just now. He says there might still be a chance to turn things

around,” Suzette tried to reassure her daughter.

“A chance to turn things around? For real?” Angie eyes widened with both interest and caution.

“Why would I lie to my own daughter? Come on, let’s look for your father and ask him,” she persuaded Angie,

motioning for her daughter to take her hand.

“Alright, let’s go,” Angie said, feeling hopeful once again. “Oh, by the way, Noah seems to be investigating what happened years ago. Do you think he’ll trace it back to me? I’m afraid…” Angie began to ramble, but Suzette cut her off immediately.

“Shh, you stupid girl! Don’t talk about things like this in public, there may be ears around!” she admonished.

“Whatever it is, always vehemently deny that that had anything to do with you, got it? Everyone who knew the truth about what happened back then are no longer around. There’s no way Noah will get to the bottom of things, don’t you worry.”

“But Mom, are they truly all dead? Are you sure?” Angie still was not convinced. She felt that Noah must have known something for him to bring the topic up at all.

“Of course! It was a clean job!” Suzette’s voice was confident, but deep down she had the same niggling worry as her daughter. Perhaps it was time to pay an old friend a visit…

the sofa at home, browsing through social

the press conference that Angie had organized and the revelations that

had ticked

Armed with angry determination, she was ready to give Wayne a call and ask him to remove all those articles linking Noah to her. However, speaking of the devil, Wayne gave

ready to pay another $100 million to keep promoting the article to the top of the

topic

trying to promote so heavily?” Madeline asked curiously. Based on the Quincys power and influence, it would have been

Quincy courting you,

”

not fathom

the situation. The douchebag had already publicly announced that he was going after her, and now he wanted to shamelessly promote the story

all. He’s requested that the search topic remain at the top of the search trend for at least the next three days,” Wayne

have a lot

doesn’t he?” Madeline said

you can go back and tell Mr. Quincy that his requests

tenfold of what it used

Wayne

to divert from his usual detached and aloof ways of doing things? Hadn’t he barged into her home a few nights ago in the middle of the night just to give her a scolding, saying she had

came to this man.

Noah was

Madeline had already returned home from the Quincy residence. The question was, where did Noah Quincy go in between that

the kitchen island and switched on her laptop. There were only a few things that could make Noah miss out on his own son’s birthday party, Madeline thought as her slender fingers typed frantically on the laptop’s keyboard. Very quickly, she managed to pull up surveillance footage

to the footage and found his destination –

Dylan Felch’s

of Felix’s assassination attempt. If Felix survived, he was most likely severely injured. Previously, she had gotten Andy to search all the hospitals and clinics around Imperia, but she had completely forgotten about Dylan Felch, the man who owned a whole building