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.

followed as soon as they drove out of

was dripping down the steering wheel, and appeared to be

them the entire way, clearly not intending to let them out of

her hand and devised an

a tunnel one mile ahead, and

“Okay!”

the steering wheel tightly and floored the gas pedal. The car soon entered the

take effect, and when they

of picking up speed as it had before, it slowed down gradually and made a sharp turn into

a sigh of relief as she watched the

stealth cloak quickly wore off. Their car turned

waiting there anxiously when they

them and exclaimed, “Are you all right,

has been hurt. Help him tend to

Mr. Wright quickly to bandage up!” Andy quickly took Madeline’s uninjured arm, turned around, and greeted the doctors and nurses who were waiting with

from his embrace and sat

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 it was, Boss? Tell me, and I’ll go find

dared to act erratically in his

had tampered with

thought it was a

Colt. How is

around, probably for you, but he went back to sleep when he realized you weren’t there. The wound on his body is almost fully healed, but the

pitiful child. He was thrown off a cliff when he was very young, and his face was disfigured as a result. He required at least seven grueling surgeries

was distressed just thinking about

person who threw him off the cliff had no

see him.

guarantee to

promised with a pat on

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

when she awoke and noticed a

sure if it was because she was too tired, but her head felt heavy. When she noticed someone

didn’t come to it until she heard

I know you’re awake. Stop pretending

her head hurt so much that she couldn’t keep her eyes

wanted to tell that person to stop shaking her because she felt like throwing up. She felt as if she had opened her mouth but couldn’t make a

could only be

her. That person’s voice sounded very familiar. It sounded like