Abusive Wife Novel

Chapter 223

Bruno almost vomited blood upon hearing what Albert had said.

Despite his fury, he had to admit that Albert was speaking the truth.

The Grant Corporation had only one of two options now: either they could file for bankruptcy, or they could abide by the law and clear their debt. They had no other way out of this.

At this juncture, if there was anyone who would buy the bulk of the stock that he was holding, it would feel like this was a gift from the Heavens.

However, the person who could do that was none other than Madeline!

A while ago, Noah’s company wanted to buy over the stocks of the Grant Corporation, but Bruno felt the same sentiment as he was feeling now. He felt that Noah was simply trying to profit from his misfortune.

Fast forward to today, after everything that transpired, the corporation’s value had exponentially reduced.

He wanted to curse out loudly into his phone, but he had to restrain himself and face reality.

He was contemplating something for a while. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke, “Alright, I will agree to that deal. However, I need Madeline to sign the deal personally.”

“I will consult Ms. Madeline on this. If she agrees to your request, I will get in touch with you tonight.”

After hanging up, Bruno felt a depressing feeling weighing him down.

After selling off the last of the stocks, that would signal the end of the Grant Corporation under his management.

“Mr. Bruno, what happened?” Kingsley noticed that Bruno was in a bad mood, so he carefully ventured.

“Kingsley, let’s pack up. We won’t be selling this project anymore!” Bruno let out a huge sigh as he stood up.

“What? Then what is going to become of us?”

“We’re selling off the stocks. I am going to let go of the Grant Corporation!” It’s just an empty shell now, and it was riddled with debt. As long as he could hold some cash and that ungrateful girl was willing to absorb the company from him, he would let that be!

Bruno was able to convince himself that he would be better off this way. Together with Kingsley, they packed up the whole place and then he booked a restaurant to celebrate this good news.

After returning from the Charity Association, Madeline could not shake off her low mood. It even felt like she was getting crushed by her heavy emotions. She decided to ask Albert to send her to Elise’s place.

dinner time too. She could also have dinner with

unlocked the door with a password, she opened the door and

chocolate milk on a single-

he saw Madeline appear, his

a jog and rushed

“Mommy!”

good boy in Auntie Elise’s house? Where’s Colt?” Madeline felt that all sorts of negative emotions had gone out of the window the moment she saw her precious son. She bent down to

banter, she walked into the

Dylan to Golden Dome International District for a

tell me, did

recipes only to see Madeline’s unhappy face. She then

was clear that she wanted

Elise coming at her. She then lowered her son from his

yourself first. I have to

she had forgotten about the Little Devil’s presence here.

Elise and nodded obediently. He then ran upstairs with his toy laptop in

fact, he was just pretending to

he reached the end of the flight of stairs, he stopped at the landing

With such juicy gossip to listen to, there was no

out at all. He wore his earphones without making any sound. That was connected to a phone that he had hidden right beneath the

new gossip. She had even prepared a plate of cantaloupe slices and chocolate milk the

was ready to get into the heart of things the moment she

wind of the cheating affair. She even stopped allowing Dylan

she still felt that Noah was not someone who

might be

me what happened. Didn’t Mr. Quincy

have a

Some lady from a rich conglomerate family popped out of nowhere, and from the looks of it, they seemed to

again when she revisited this

had plastered herself all over Noah, she couldn’t push

wanted to

have never heard about any other woman other than Angie. Could it be that he has all along been cheating behind your back while putting up a good front? Hey,

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