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.

as they drove out of the villa

heavily, which was dripping down the steering

followed them the entire way, clearly not

electronic map in her hand

tunnel one mile ahead, and that’s

“Okay!”

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

and when they got back out,

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

a sigh of relief as she watched the two

off. Their car turned from white

when they arrived back at Maple

up to them and exclaimed, “Are you

fine. Albert has been hurt. Help him

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

to pull her arm free from his embrace and sat on the sofa,

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?

a short time, and someone dared to act erratically in his territory, even injuring his boss. That guy must have

was the same person who had tampered with

it was a

after Colt. How is

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

very young, and his face was disfigured as a result. He required at least seven grueling surgeries to restore his

distressed just

who threw him off the cliff had no

I’m hurt, I won’t go see him. Help

guarantee to

a pat on the

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

when she

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

it until she heard that cold,

awake. Stop pretending

someone shaking her body, but her head hurt so much

like throwing up. She felt as if she had opened

only be heard

at her and questioning her. That person’s voice sounded very familiar. It sounded