Aggresive Wife

Chapter 30

Seeing that Noah was back, Suzette knew there was no escaping. Turning on the waterworks, she went up and whined to him, “You’re finally back, Mr. Quincy. I need to talk to you.”

With a frown, Noah raised his arm to the group behind. Getting the message, Wayne took off together with the security detail. At that point, Dylan arrived and went upstairs ahead of everyone else.

Suzette looked at the son-in-law of her dreams in delight. Her future son-in-law could command the room with his presence. So what if the Grants were in financial trouble?

She had her son-in-law! The Quincies were the ultimate symbol of wealth and power in Imperia!

Her son-in-law was at the helm of it all.

Noah wore a black shirt paired with a creaseless vest and suit jacket. His shirt was buttoned all the way to the collar while a coat hung off his elbow. His brows on fleek and aloof eyes only added to his standoffish mien. “What’s on your mind, Mrs. Grant?”

“Angie’s in the hospital, pretty shaken up. There are mean comments everywhere online about Angie. Mr. Quincy, you got to stick up for her. These people are trying to ruin her reputation. There’s no way Angie would…”

“Sir, Colton is awake, but things are not looking good. I tried talking to him, but Colton simply stared into blank space.” Mr. Charles’ flat tone interrupted Suzette’s speech.

Putting on a scowl, Noah took quick paces up the stairs. “This can wait until later, Mrs. Grant.”

News about Colton regaining consciousness saw Suzette timidly edging to the door.

“Since you’re here, you should leave after visiting Colton, Mrs. Grant.” Mr. Charles put his hand out to stop her, insisting that she came along upstairs by force.

Upstairs, the pale-faced boy lay in bed, blinking his eyes at the ceiling. Thomas timed his waking when Mr. Charles called the doctor.

Hearing the looming footsteps at the door, he looked over. “Daddy!”

Noah took large strides ahead and reached out to feel Thomas’ forehead. “How do you feel?”

man. “He seemed to have gotten a nasty shock,

Mr. Charles said, “It was my negligence. Colton was left

none other

the surveillance footage inside the residence. Mrs. Grant entered Colton’s bedroom without permission. Colton emerged from the

by the bodyguards, was

Noah’s callous eyes, feeling a tightness in her throat. “Mr.

refusing to let go as he added. “Grandma was only playing a game with me. My bad. My head started to

jerked. A closer inspection revealed her hands were

did not escape Noah’s

more to the game than

ruthlessness in his

He smiled innocently. “She grabbed my foot and swung me upside down

fell on her bottom as color drained from her

hissed through clenched teeth before turning around to face Suzette. He commented, “You sure know how to have a good

would never hurt him!” Suzette insisted it was an innocent game, refusing to

her moments with the brat, but the kid had always said nothing. The boy was a

say that. I’m interested to see what kind of harmless

say dangling a child outside the window by the

talk back then, he must suffer a lot more than

his head and stared at Colt. With eyes reading of naiveness, innocence, and trust, Colt reluctantly uttered, “Don’t blame Grandma, Daddy.

but his eyes reflected chilling eeriness when he turned his head around. “Didn’t you

shrieked in terror as the bodyguard hung

the pit of

at the game, Grandma. I’m too scared to play it. You’re so

bully! My brother must have suffered a lot at

at Noah, captivated by the latter’s tensed jaw from holding back