Abusive Wife

Chapter 23 A Cunning Woman

“Ms. Fleur! Welcome,” a staff at La Merveille Boutique greeted Madeline with a big smile, “Ms. Elise has been expecting you. Please follow me.”

The staff led Madeline upstairs to the designer’s studio. Elise Lambert shrieked with excitement at the sight of Madeline. “Maddie, ma chérie! I miss you so much. You’re finally here.”

Elise gave Madeline a big hug and kissed her on the cheeks. Madeline was not used to the French greeting and lifted a nervous smile. “Hey, Elise. What’s up?”

“You’ve become distant, Maddie,” Elise looked dejected, “Are we not best friends anymore?” Madeline let out a sigh and said, “What do you want, Elise?”

“Fine, I know you love me no matter what,” Elise beamed and continued, “I asked you here because someone wanted to buy Mirabelle. Yes, the wedding dress you designed. Guess who?”

“I have no idea,” Madeline shrugged. Elise lowered her voice, “Angie Grant! I know you don’t like her.”

Madeline was startled. She didn’t expect Angie to act so soon on her plan to marry Noah. “I don’t care. Sell it to her if she wants it.”

Maddie?” Elise raised an eyebrow, “You designed the dress, and you are going to let your enemy wear it? If you’re strapped for cash, tell me. You

it badly enough,” Madeline added, “If she can triple the selling price and make full cash

glasses of water and sat down. Elise was impressed by Madeline’s plan. “Either way,

plan, but are you sure you want to let Angie wear the wedding dress you designed for yourself and

passed away. She was shocked when Madeline contacted her three years ago. Not only was Madeline not dead, but she had also become a

different now, Elise was worried because the Madeline she used

nonchalantly, “I don’t think Angie will have the chance to wear

shop. Angie seemed to be in a good mood, and she didn’t even notice Madeline passing by. Madeline got into the car parked across the street and

looking for?” Albert asked.

900,000 dollars in her bank account. She was amazed at how much Angie was willing to spend

her heart sank. She had to work part-time during college to support herself, while Angie had all her expenses covered by the family. At the

said to be designed for the famous fashion designer’s own wedding, she was over the moon. As long as she could be the prettiest bride worthy of Noah’s love at

Ms. Angie,” Elise beamed at Angie, “Your wedding dress will be air-flown to you, and you should expect to receive it tomorrow night. I’ll get

to the Quincy residence, will you?” Angie smiled. “Here’s the