Aggresive Wife

Chapter 52

The golden dagger flew past Bruno, almost nicking his ear in the process. When he realized what had happened, he was so terrified he almost wet himself!

The dagger had a folded strip of paper attached to it. Bruno waited for a moment to be sure that no more weapons would come flying at him before he slowly detached the strip of paper and unfolded it.

Written in a small, elegant script was a message.

“Daddy dearest, why do you and Mom insist on mistreating my son? He’s your grandchild after all, and he’s just a little boy still. How can you treat him like that? I can’t understand it at all, so I have no choice but to return and sort this matter out with the two of you.”

When Bruno read this, his brow knitted tightly together. This had to be a malicious prank. However, when he saw that the signature was Madeline’s, he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat!

Madeline? How could this be? She had been dead for ages; how could she possibly come back from the grave after so many years?

The thought of it made Bruno’s scalp prickled, and he felt an icy hand clutch at his heart.

“Kingsley! Kingsley!”

“I’m here, Mr. Bruno sir, what’s the matter?” Kingsley, the Grant family’s butler, came hurrying over. He noticed that his master’s face was as white as a sheet as if something had frightened him badly and hastily moved to support him.

“It’s Madeline! She’s come back!”

“Sir, do you mean Ms. Madeline? She died five years ago, though, didn’t she?” Kingsley was puzzled and assumed that Bruno had become confused in a moment of senility. Patiently, he corrected his master, attempting to help him upstairs so he could lie down and rest.

At this moment, something shattered the wall of the villa. Glass and tiles went flying everywhere.

Bruno scarcely had time to take in what was happening before the grappling hook that had been hurled through the wall tightened. In an instant, the entire wall was ripped out of the Grant residence.

Bruno could only stare in stunned disbelief.

house was being

Kingsley had originally been standing in the living room, but now that one wall of the house was gone,

took a step forward to try and discover the perpetrator of this outrage, but his path was immediately blocked by

the

legs turned to jelly. “Run for it, Kingsley! Someone’s trying to kill me!” He grabbed

the entire villa collapsed with a thunderous

limply to sit on the ground. Despair engulfed him in a massive wave. He had lost everything! His home was gone, just

earth was so eager to drive him into his grave? Could it be that

Gradually, however, despair and

well, sitting atop the

she hopped down and

taking revenge had made her feel much better, even though she had let Bruno off this time. The darkness in her heart

Madeline! As you

…

cardholders’ lounge. Dressed in a pastel pink evening gown, she looked thoroughly out of place in the gaudy, glitzy surroundings, like a pristine angel who had been soiled by the cares of

a spot that he was sure to pass on his

for all this. If Bruno had not behaved like a pig-headed fool and kidnapped Colton, she

own grandchild would certainly not be invited

had resulted in the entire

to find another way around the situation. As long as she

was nowhere in sight. Quite a

than anyone why these men were trying to approach her. They were all unattractive and as ugly as toads, yet they still wanted

the corner of the lounge before Noah’s arrival, trying her best to keep a low profile and not draw attention to her

been dug up on her recently. Even though she was wearing a black mask and a hat to hide her face, someone still recognized her eventually. “Ooh look, isn’t that Imperia’s very own charitable princess over there? Who would have thought even princesses come out to drink at bars as

large ears, and an equally large rotund stomach. He practically oozed sleaze