Aggresive Wife

Chapter 42

“Not necessarily. His face got mutilated. It could be anyone.”

“That’s right. Felix has been on the run for so long. He wouldn’t be so easily killed… Request that our team cleans up the mess. We still have a long road ahead of us.”

“Yes, Ms. Madeline.”

As Madeline sat inside, Albert was about to start the car, but Madeline stopped him.

“Hide. Someone is coming.”

Several cars pulled up in front of the villa as soon as Madeline finished speaking.

She carefully adjusted the seat’s angle, peered out the window at the people, and at once picked out the most notable man in the crowd.

Noah!

Why is he here?

Fortunately, Madeline asked Albert to park the car in the parking space behind the green belt before they entered the villa; otherwise, they would have been found by now.

It would be difficult to explain their presence if they happened to run into them.

“Ms. Madeline, is that Mr. Quincy? Is it possible that he is also looking into the old man’s death?”

“Perhaps,” Madeline replied somewhat perfunctorily.

She was unable to comprehend how Noah operated.

Is he also looking into it?

Why?!

Didn’t he insist she was the murderer?

Her thoughts were a little befuddled.

Noah seemed to have realized that the person inside was dead and soon left with his men.

Madeline and Albert waited for a while before driving away.

they were being followed as soon as they drove out of the

was dripping down the steering

way, clearly not intending to let

in her hand and

one mile ahead, and that’s where we lose

“Okay!”

gas pedal. The car

began to take effect, and when

kept going, but instead of picking up speed as it had before, it slowed down gradually and made a sharp turn into a side

relief as she watched the two

off. Their car turned from white to black as the stealth cloak

was waiting there anxiously when they arrived back

to them and exclaimed, “Are you all right, boss?

fine. Albert has been hurt. Help him tend to his

Wright quickly to bandage up!” Andy quickly took Madeline’s uninjured arm, turned around, and greeted the doctors

to pull her arm free from

sofa, squatted down, and expertly massaged her legs. “Boss, I just found out you had a run-in with an assassin in the hospital. Did you see who

erratically in his territory, even injuring his boss. That guy must have a

the same person who had tampered with the

it was

look after Colt.

but he went back to sleep when he realized you weren’t there. The wound

his face was disfigured as a

distressed just

person who threw him off the cliff

I’m hurt, I won’t go see him. Help me look after him during

guarantee to finish

a pat on

exhausted. She didn’t even bother changing her clothes. She leaned back on

dazed when she awoke and noticed a

wasn’t sure if it was because she was too tired, but her head felt heavy. When she noticed someone nearby, she tried hard to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so

it until she

know you’re awake. Stop pretending

her head hurt so much that she couldn’t

like throwing up. She felt as if she had opened her mouth

could only be

heard someone yelling at her and questioning her. That person’s voice sounded very familiar.