Abusive Wife

Chapter 189

Bruno’s spirits rose as he continued scheming.

When Noah had come back into Madeline’s life, it was as if the wretched girl had won the lottery, acting as if she owned the entire world. She wouldn’t even acknowledge her own father. Now that Noah had abandoned her, she no longer had his protection!

Bruno decided on his course of action. Dusting off the trash that clung to his clothes, he headed straight for the Maple Forest Villa with Kingsley in tow.

When he reached Madeline’s residence, he stood outside and studied it. The more he gazed at it, the better it looked.

“Mr. Bruno, a residence in this area ought to be worth a considerable amount, shouldn’t it?”

“Of course it is. The three main roads are easily accessible from here, and it’s a large villa as well. It’s worth one billion, at the very least. Mm, that’s not bad at all. As long as we can find someone trustworthy to buy this place, we’ll have the start-up capital for what we want to do.”

“Mr. Bruno, this is Ms. Madeline’s residence, though. Isn’t it rather inappropriate for us to do that?” Even Kingsley was shocked by Bruno’s outrageous scheme.

“Pah, I raised her! I’m her father, and I’m in difficulties now. What objections could she have to helping me out? Anyway, I wouldn’t be in this sorry position now if she hadn’t tricked me!” Bruno indicated the dirt and debris on his clothes, feeling perfectly justified in his course of action.

At Bruno’s reply, Kingsley let the matter drop. After receiving his orders, he

quietly contacted the real estate agent.

Bruno felt extremely satisfied when he heard Kingsley making arrangements on the phone and swaggered right up to the front door, ringing the doorbell.

Inside the villa, Madeline was relaxing on the sofa, feeling very sleepy. Noah had gone back to the company headquarters after lunch, and she had brought Thomas back here with her. She was in a bit of a food coma after eating a little too much.

She was planning on taking a good long afternoon nap when the doorbell began ringing insistently without signs of stopping.

The noise hurt her ears and gave her a headache. Reluctantly, she got up and

went to open the door groggily. When she saw Bruno standing outside, her headache got even worse.

Madeline frowned, not bothering to conceal her displeasure. She was far too drowsy to engage in a battle of wits with her wretched father. Furthermore, the unpleasant odor wafting from Bruno’s clothes was hard

I’m your father, can’t I show up whenever I like? Move out of the way!” When Bruno saw how groggy and disheveled Madeline was, he

speak, he shoved her

blinked stupidly at him, and an unpleasant premonition assailed her. Nothing good could come from Bruno’s presence

Bruno swaggered into the villa and openly cast a covetous glance around. Already, he was

villa’s location and architecture was one thing; the interior also had to be taken into consideration. If this place was furnished with expensive

would soar

their business is worth millions. I’m sure Noah’s compensated you handsomely now that you’ve parted ways. He gave you this villa

took another

clearer idea of how much this

the villa was worth at least 15 billion dollars. On his last visit, he had been in a hurry and not in a position to take a closer look around. He had not expected that Madeline would furnish her house with antiques! This was only the ground floor, no less. He was quite sure that the other two floors would have tons

calculations filled him with the utmost glee! Once he managed to find a buyer for this place, the Grant family would be able to reverse its

half- suspecting the

separated!” Bruno could not hide his glee as he spoke, as if such a calamity

not in the mood to explain to Bruno that she and Noah were still very

you safeguard your property, of course! I know all about your scandal with that pretty boy; it’s all over social media. Let me drop a

other

you. That pretty boy

Joseph could certainly pass for one, provided one looked only

Whatever money Noah gave

living expenses. It would be better to sell this house, though, since it’s definitely pretty

sell my house?” Any lingering drowsiness Madeline might have been experiencing dissipated at once. What was more, she felt that her eyes had been

manner.

not know if normal fathers would behave like Bruno if they found out

her husband. Would they hurry over as well, intent on selling her

until now, Bruno had not uttered a single word of sympathy or even

so harsh. I’m only doing it for your own good. You should stop assuming my good