Abusive Wife

Chapter 31 A Billion Dollars

The hospital.

“Angie Grant the Black Widow’s road to charity.”

“The biggest fraud of the year – Angie Grant the charitable princess.”

Lying in bed, Angie could not stop herself from scrolling the same viral

news.

– The fake princess and her fake donation. Charitable princess, my ass. It’s all a joke. She’s trying to make a name for herself and rub shoulders with the Quincies.

– I got word that Angie pays bribes because she’s banned from all global charity events after the president discovered her faking donations.

– That’s nothing to the rumor I got for you. She was planning to announce her engagement to Mr. Quincy after earning the prestigious title of Global

Ambassador for Philanthropy. Karma sure claps back.

How did things come to this? All eyes were supposed to look upon her favorably. She was to marry into the Quincies and

become the most esteemed woman in all of Imperia!

Yet, Angie found herself in the face of public condemnation and mockery!

“Ah!” Letting out a shriek, Angie menacingly smashed her phone on the ground.

“Bam!” Her phone shattered into pieces.

A black stiletto stomped on a piece of fractured mobile screen scattered near the door.

The wearer of the killer stilettos had black nylon stockings hugging along the smooth curves of her toned and long legs. Her skirt, accentuating her perky round cheeks, sat right above the knee while her upper body was cladded with a red tailored-fit overcoat. Her long hair rested against her cleavage without taking attention away from her well- defined yet soft jawline. The sound of Angie’s voice invoked an offhanded smile from the woman.

“How are you, Ms. Angie?” A hint of contempt hid behind the woman’s aloof and assertive voice. Her dark eyes fixated on Angie who appeared to have gone mad.

Angie snapped an angry look at the source of the voice. Digging her fingernails into the pillow, she exclaimed with bloodshot eyes, “Madeline! It was you, wasn’t it?! You did this to me!

“You ruined my life!”

struggled to get out of bed and stormed toward

Angie took a blow

buzzing and head spinning, Angie held her swollen cheek. She stared at the woman, who was brushing invisible dirt off her fingers, in disbelief.

“Smack!”

There went another slap.

Angie stared blankly at

offhandedly glancing to a corner. With his

handkerchief from Madeline and stepped back into his

need to clarify a

the podium. Whatever you had going on with Asher is between you two. I was so kind to visit you, but you insulted me out

at the thought of the slaps. “But you could’ve stopped everything! Why didn’t

“Me? Stop? Why? I didn’t tell you to attack Asher. You did something bad and didn’t do a good job covering your ass. Who are you

not been for the act you put up at the charitable association. You destroyed me! You ruined

raise of the hand. Shaking, she moved

flew

made excessive demands

managed to amp up

in

Madeline was a beast!

in disbelief, “Have you been setting me up from the start? The fight with you in the lift, firing Asher, tempting me to

can you say that, Ms.

a price on prestige were all on you. Did I make you do any of that? I merely helped you

might

voice echoing in her ear, Angie

woman like Madeline. The latter was shrewd

as she knew she alone could not beat

Still, she had Noah!

of hope, Angie stood tall and put on a proud

“You might laugh now for plotting my disgrace, but you should know that I’m the future Mrs. Quincy. I give to charity in the name of Gordon. For you to stir the pot, do you think the Quincies will

stared at the naïve and stupid woman before giving her a sidelong glance. “Angie, it has been more than twelve hours since what happened last

Why?

Noah washed his