Aggresive Wife

Chapter 23

“Ms. Fleur! Welcome,” a staff at La Merveille Boutique greeted Madeline with a big smile, “Ms. Elise has been expecting you. Please follow me.”

The staff led Madeline upstairs to the designer’s studio. Elise Lambert shrieked with excitement at the sight of Madeline. “Maddie, ma chérie! I miss you so much. You’re finally here.”

Elise gave Madeline a big hug and kissed her on the cheeks. Madeline was not used to the French greeting and lifted a nervous smile. “Hey, Elise. What’s up?”

“You’ve become distant, Maddie,” Elise looked dejected, “Are we not best friends anymore?” Madeline let out a sigh and said, “What do you want, Elise?”

“Fine, I know you love me no matter what,” Elise beamed and continued, “I asked you here because someone wanted to buy Mirabelle. Yes, the wedding dress you designed. Guess who?”

“I have no idea,” Madeline shrugged. Elise lowered her voice, “Angie Grant! I know you don’t like her.”

Madeline was startled. She didn’t expect Angie to act so soon on her plan to marry Noah. “I don’t care. Sell it to her if she wants it.”

an eyebrow, “You designed the dress, and you are going to let your enemy wear it?

it to her if she wants it badly enough,” Madeline added, “If she can triple the selling price and make full cash payment by today,

sat down. Elise was impressed by Madeline’s plan. “Either way,

I like the plan, but are you sure you want to let Angie wear the

been best friends since high school; Elise was shattered when she got to know Madeline passed away. She was shocked when Madeline contacted her three years ago. Not only was Madeline not

she returned, and Elise felt sorry for her best friend. Although Madeline was different now, Elise was worried because the Madeline she used to know loved Noah with

Angie will have the chance to wear

a good mood, and she didn’t even notice Madeline passing by. Madeline got into the

for?” Albert asked. Madeline smirked,

amazed at how much Angie was willing to spend on her wedding with Noah. She didn’t

support herself, while Angie had all her expenses covered by the family. At

designer’s own wedding, she was over the moon. As long as she could be the prettiest

Elise beamed at Angie, “Your wedding dress will be air-flown to you, and you should expect to receive it tomorrow night. I’ll get someone to send

the dress to the Quincy residence, will you?”