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, but he stayed

was

none

residence. Mrs. Grant entered Colton’s bedroom without permission. Colton emerged

by the

Noah’s callous eyes, feeling a tightness

added. “Grandma was only playing a game with me. My bad.

closer inspection revealed

not escape Noah’s eagle

there was more to the game than

barely shielded the ruthlessness in his chilly eyes.

it up to Noah’s palm. He smiled innocently. “She grabbed my foot and swung me

bottom as color drained from her

boy by the foot on the balcony? Noah hissed through clenched teeth before turning around to face Suzette.

Quincy. I’m his grandmother. I would never hurt him!” Suzette insisted it was an innocent game, refusing

kid

I’m interested to see what kind of harmless fun

child outside the window by

must suffer a lot more

eyes reading of naiveness, innocence, and trust, Colt reluctantly uttered, “Don’t blame Grandma, Daddy. She’s only playing a

the boy’s face, but his eyes reflected chilling eeriness when he turned his head around. “Didn’t you hear Mrs. Grant say that it was all for fun? Well, don’t leave her

the bodyguard hung her outside the window

at the pit of her stomach left her

the game, Grandma. I’m too scared to

what she gets for being a bully! My brother must have

payback for his brother. Only… Thomas peered at Noah, captivated by the