Abusive Wife

Chapter 16 Who’s The Target?

Madeline sat beside her son and helped groom his soft hair.

Thomas’s downy head of hair was so fluffy!

“Um…”

“Thomas, I gave you a tracker. Did you plant it on Noah?”

“Hehe, you really are the smartest mom in the world!” Thomas tried to flatter her while drinking his chocolate milk.

“Give me your phone. Now!”

Madeline’s expression suddenly grew severe. She took his cell phone and cut off the signal source of the tracker. Nimble fingers typed in a series of codes until the red button of the tracker restarted with a beep. It was only then that she stopped.

“Are you worried they’ll counterattack me, Ma?”

“You’re not completely stupid at least. The counterattack is one thing. What’s more concerning is that they might track the traces you leave behind. Tell me what would happen if Noah finds both you and his prized son, Colton Quincy, together…?”

“I’ll be exposed! You’re a genius, Mom! But you seem to have connected the tracker elsewhere. Who did you target?”

Thomas gave his mother a look of adoration.

Madeline couldn’t help but twitch when she studied his excited expression.

“Damn punk! Now that you’re back, I’ll arrange for a chopper to take you back first thing in the morning. Sleep early tonight…”

Madeline grabbed the child as she spoke.

Of course, Thomas would refuse and avoid her with deft steps. “No way! I haven’t even given the scumbag a hard time yet! I won’t leave! I’m staying to fight alongside you, Mom!”

He ran circles around the couch while he continued to bargain.

me a huge favor if Noah doesn’t find you!” Madeline kept chasing after her son to no avail. How can this brat be this

mother chased him, hot on his tail. She wasn’t giving up in the

here. If the scumbag finds out that his precious

brother who’s

to pick him up but he remained stuck like a limpet. There was

made a

something felt

indeed

aren’t I, Mom?” Thomas looked up

I’m such a genius!

days. Be good and take care of yourself. Do you

do you have a

……

the heavy rain. They were moving

against the window. Everyone in the car

hadn’t seen a heavy downpour in a long

Noah turned sullen.

Beep! Beep!

faint noise startled everyone in the

could feel his heart threatening to leap

slid along the seats. It wasn’t long before he found a coin-sized yellow

still flickering. Noah’s expression began to darken

this a tracker? Impossible. I checked through everything before we

Noah’s hand that was flashing red

indicated the seconds of his life was

“Hand me a laptop.”

switched on his computer and immediately

disk to the back of the computer when the system whirred to live. It didn’t take long for a series of data update information to pop up

located the source of the signal

cast over Noah’s visage when he