Abusive Wife

Chapter 52

The golden dagger flew past Bruno, almost nicking his ear in the process. When he realized what had happened, he was so terrified he almost wet

himself!

The dagger had a folded strip of paper attached to it. Bruno waited for a

moment to be sure that no more weapons would come flying at him before he slowly detached the strip of paper and unfolded it.

Written in a small, elegant script was a

message.

“Daddy dearest, why do you and Mom insist on mistreating my son? He’s your grandchild after all, and he’s just a little boy still. How can you treat him like that? I can’t understand it at all, so I have no choice but to return and sort this matter out with the two of you.”

When Bruno read this, his brow knitted tightly together. This had to be a malicious prank. However, when he saw that the signature was Madeline’s, he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat!

Madeline? How could this be? She had been dead for ages; how could she possibly come back from the grave after so many years?

The thought of it made Bruno’s scalp prickled, and he felt an icy hand clutch at his heart.

“Kingsley! Kingsley!”

“I’m here, Mr. Bruno sir, what’s the matter?” Kingsley, the Grant family’s butler, came hurrying over. He noticed that his master’s face was as white as a sheet as if something had frightened him badly and hastily moved to support

him.

“It’s Madeline! She’s come back!”

“Sir, do you mean Ms. Madeline? She died five years ago, though, didn’t she?” Kingsley was puzzled and assumed that Bruno had become confused in a moment of senility. Patiently, he corrected his master, attempting to help him upstairs so he could lie down and

rest.

At this moment, something shattered the wall of the villa. Glass and tiles went flying everywhere.

Bruno scarcely had time to take in what was happening before the grappling hook that had been hurled through the wall tightened. In an instant, the entire wall was ripped out of the Grant

residence.

only stare in stunned

house was

but now that one

involuntarily took a step forward to try and discover the perpetrator of this outrage,

licked hungrily at the parquet

terrified his legs turned to jelly. “Run for it, Kingsley! Someone’s trying to kill me!” He grabbed Kingsley’s wrist and

out when the entire villa collapsed with a thunderous

to sit on the ground. Despair engulfed him in a massive wave. He had lost

for this outrage? Who on earth was so eager to drive him into his grave? Could it be that Madeline had actually returned? She

was spinning. Gradually, however, despair and hopelessness overcame his

very moment,

well, sitting atop the roof of her car with a crossbow

with satisfaction at the blazing inferno, she hopped down and

made her feel much better, even though she had let Bruno off

Ms. Madeline! As

the Enchanteur Bar, sitting quietly in a corner

looked thoroughly out of place

had been soiled by the cares

heard that Noah would be here today, so she had taken particular care in dressing up. She was now seated in a spot that he was sure to pass on his way to the private rooms, hoping that she might find an opportunity to waylay

was the one to blame for all this. If Bruno had not behaved like a pig- headed fool and kidnapped Colton, she would not have needed to take such a risk

would certainly not be invited to the birthday party of a

ill-judged stupidity had

the entire Grant family being blacklisted from Colton’s birthday

closer to Noah! She had no choice but to find another way around the situation. As long

had received stated that Noah would arrive at 8 o’clock. There were still ten minutes to

her

karaoke lounges, and this sort of

of them. She knew better than anyone why these men were trying to approach her. They were all unattractive and as ugly as toads,

beautiful! How

the corner of the lounge before Noah’s arrival, trying her best to keep a

recognized her eventually. “Ooh look, isn’t that Imperia’s very own charitable princess over there? Who would have thought even princesses come out to drink at bars as well? Doesn’t that make her

as us ordinary

a large head, large ears, and an equally large rotund stomach. He practically oozed sleaze from

pore.

her head down and refused to look at him. Noah would be arriving soon; she did not wish to

the delighted comment had caught the attention of a significant number of people, who flocked over to see what was going on. When they discovered Angie sitting there,