Abusive Wife

Chapter 133

It was like the air was sucked right out of Madeline, and she was then thrown out of the wood cabin.

She smashed through the window of the cabin and lay among the shattered glass on the lawn.

Madeline saw stars from the crash.

Amid the haziness, she caught a glimpse of the man, who strangled her with a silver wire, walking out of the cabin.

“Ha! I expected more from the woman who caught LF. That’s a

disappointment.” The man in black took strides over to her while speaking in contempt and disdain.

“You’re one of Lone Wolf’s men. So you

were the one who kidnapped the

Quincies’ young boy?”

Her internal alarm bells prompted Madeline to stay alert.

Propping herself up, Madeline touched her bleeding neck and fixated on the man before her. Her eyes reflected her intent to get blood on her hands.

“That’s right. I’m Vic of Lone Wolf’s men. Lone Fox is my best friend. You will pay for crippling him!”

Fueled with bloodthirst, Vic was ready to pounce on his prey.

“Hold on!

“Where’s the Quincies’ boy?” Madeline was not going to shy away from the fight, but she needed to get to the bottom of the children’s location.

“I left him in the cabin. As for where he is now, I have no idea. He won’t go far

since he’s injured, so he’s probably eaten by some wild animals.”

Vic offhandedly commented without hiding the contempt on his face.

He caught wind that the woman would come looking for the child if he was taken, so he volunteered to take the job.

It did not matter to him what happened to the kid.

Madeline was exasperated, feeling a rush of blood to her head.

“So you’re saying that you ditched the child to the middle of nowhere. He’s only five!”

“I’m a killer, alright? Why should I provide childcare to the Quincies? Besides, I kidnapped the Quincies’ boy. Why are you making a fuss out of it?”

Finding Madeline amusing, Vic taunted.

boy is my

ran deep with the Quincies. All the more reason I can’t let you walk out of here alive today.” Tension ran along Vic’s

the hook after taking my son? Aren’t you

the whistle

the birds in

Albert, who was nearby

the

cutting through the

arrived with his

him wish he

“Yes, Ms. Grant.”

“Got it, Mrs. Quincy!”

Wayne, and other aides

a bow, aiming

all sides,

think these people are enough to

I’m here as well!” Thirteen gathered momentum by stepping

Maddie. I was late because I was busy

palm on her face. She waved the people off to deal

pulled out her phone to check on Thomas’

red dot that was Thomas

she was certain that Thomas was nowhere near the kidnapper, Madeline dialed

down, she was unsure how close the brat was to the kidnapper. That was the reason why she tracked the boys down without giving Thomas a message

call was quickly

the other end of the line, Thomas sounded rather

text messages, but you didn’t reply to

came through on

Thomas? Are

Colt?”

asked while gripping the phone.

not together, and something

precious son – me –

The boy’s cockiness knew no boundaries as it could feel without his

confidence that

You’re so cool, Thomas! Tell me where you are

came from

spawn had

half a mile away West of the

good at roasting potatoes. I don’t want to admit to it, but it tastes really

down his volume to tell her

was there and then that Madeline knew the kids were

up once I take care

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