Aggresive Wife

Chapter 53

“Ms. Angie, have you forgotten me already? I sacrificed a hand for you, you know! I was so sad about that too!” Asher blocked Angie’s way with his remaining hand, staring fixedly at her with a mixture of derision and anger.

His accusing gaze made Angie feel cold all over.

“Asher Walter, is it? Evidently, you want to lose your other hand as well, don’t you?”

“Bitch, please. You have some nerve, talking all high and mighty like that; you’re nothing underneath all your fancy trappings. Do you really think you’re still a princess on a throne? Nonsense! Grab her, boys. Today I’m going to get some payback for that missing hand of mine!”

Asher’s eyes kindled with pleasure at the thought of finally being able to exact his revenge. He gestured, and several men grabbed hold of Angie, holding her fast.

“What are you doing? Let go of me! Let me go!” Angie had never dreamed that she would encounter an enemy upon going out today and was thrown into a panic.

She still wanted to marry into the Quincy family; she could not afford to lose a hand! That was unthinkable!

Frightened, she struggled furiously, but Asher’s men held onto her firmly and dragged her toward the back of the bar.

“Where are you taking me? Let go of me now! Help!” Angie shrieked, dropping her dignity entirely. However, all the onlookers were watching the drama unfold with great entertainment; none of them cared about her fate. Even those who had previously championed her as Imperia’s charitable princess merely watched, smirking with derision as she was hauled off.

At this point, Angie was overcome with terror. She could not allow herself to be ruined by these worthless bastards!

Just as she was about to be dragged to the back door of the bar, she suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure. Immediately she screamed, “Madeline!”

Madeline had only just stepped into the bar with Albert when she heard someone shrieking her name. She turned to see who it was, only to discover that it was Angie.

How serendipitous!

you inadvertently offended someone?” Madeline walked over to where Angie was with a faint smile that could charm the birds

Madeline’s face. She knew she was embarrassing herself, but this woman, whom she detested so much, was her

personal grudge we need to settle between ourselves. I’m asking

the stump of Asher’s missing hand. With a sigh of regret, she murmured, “Ms. Angie, I’m very sorry, but Mr. Walter’s not under the jurisdiction of the Charity Association any

this as permission to proceed and pulled Angie toward the back

Angie’s shrieks echoed through the bar, as

ever. Have you forgotten

upside down! What on earth did Madeline

actually her sister, Madeline

ages; what was this woman talking about? How could

her out the back door of the bar. “Keep an eye on things. Don’t let them kill her; we still have unfinished business between us!” She instructed Albert quietly, watching the back

orders, then threaded his way around the milling crowd

cocktails from the hostesses. She was in an expansively good mood. Even though the bar and its surroundings grated on her nerves a little, she did occasionally enjoy watching people hustling and bustling about. It was a reminder that she was still very much alive and able to appreciate the material pleasures of

her phone. She checked it immediately; she was quite sure it was

had indeed sent a

beloved son’s

of this?” Madeline sent back

the one who

a son had a hand in the matter. In fact, ever since Thomas visited the Quincy household

course, this did not stop her from carrying out her revenge! That was why she had burned down the Grant residence and deliberately

already made 10 million dollars today! You have no idea how wealthy my scumbag of a daddy is. I really hope I can inherit

back a reply. “Err…good luck with