Abusive Wife

Chapter 212

Brúce seemed to have made up his mind and his attitude was very determined.

“Sir, if all these things are sold, then I’m afraid we won’t have another chance!” It was the first time Kingsley had seen such a determined attitude from Bruce

The Grant family’s current situation was more than clear to him, and only by successfully making the project in Shallow Bay development could they truly flip over.

Once abandoned, the project was sold cheaply, and all the previous investment will be lost, not to mention, will cause the Grant family no longer had projects to do.

Nobody in Imperia was willing to cooperate with the Grant family, but if they would able to succeed on this project, their future might be expected better.

If they just give up, it’s equal to digging their own graves, even though they had money from the trade,

“I have decided, we need to live in the first place so that we can find our chance. Do you understand my words? I want you to live, Kingsley!”

Bruce grabbed Kingsley and roared hysterically.

He didn’t know why, but his restless heart suddenly had an idea when he heard that Kingsley was going to die for him.

In his whole life, he had a wife and children, but never met someone who treated him so sincerely.

He did not want to lose.

Didn’t want to lose again!

“Sir, I heard you, I will listen to you!”

“That’s right, why are you still standing there, why don’t you hurry up and do it!”

‘Good, I’ll go right away!” Kingsley wiped away a handful of tears, rolled and crawled to get up, and went out the door.

Madeline was a little drowsy in the car on the way back and fell asleep without realizing it.

When I woke up again, I found myself being held in Noah’s arms and just stepped into Maplewood Villa.

She rubbed her eyes in a daze and struggled to move, but the hold was even tighter.

“Don’t move, you will fall.” Noah felt the little woman in his arms squirming, tightened his hug, and came to her ear whispering.

a warmth in her ears

I’m going to get

softly, struggling by

“Ah!”

not let go but also swayed a little purposely. She thought

you did it on

“It’s just my butterfingers.”

He was getting good at

order him to quickly put her down, but paused as

Madeline quickly got away

That was quite awkward.

help but

you’re back!” Mr. Charles was carrying a

It looked like medicine.

your health, it had just been boiled. You might as well

Charles handed the tray in his hand forward

from Dylan that Mr. Noah was injured, which worried him a

was especially for Mr. Noah, he

hours.

served it as

this medicine. No, I’m not going to drink it.” Noah hated

you by Dr. Dylan, it must be good for your injury. Please listen to

continued to persuade, worrying

that he was being stubborn, Mr. Charles carefully glanced

was needed

you drink it, after all, your body

is fine.” Noah argued for

pulled him aside to sit down on the sofa. Before

not a hard task to coax young children to take their

Noah who

so bitter, can I just take a sip?”

for you, finish it and I’ll give you candy later.” Madeline continued to feed

medicine was really unpleasant, but Noah rarely saw Madeline acting

“Okay.”