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!

to where Angie was with a faint smile that

knew she was embarrassing herself, but this woman, whom

need to settle between ourselves. I’m asking you, please, don’t get involved.” Before Madeline

to 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 longer. I’m afraid I can’t help you!” She

proceed

for this!” Angie’s shrieks echoed through the bar, as jarring to the ear as

Have you forgotten my name is also Madeline? You stole that

upside down! What on earth did Madeline mean by those

her sister, Madeline

ages; what was this woman talking about? How could her sister Madeline come back from

an eye on things. Don’t let them kill her; we still have unfinished business between us!”

acknowledged his orders, then threaded his way around the milling crowd 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

phone. She checked it immediately; she was quite sure it was from that young rascal,

Thomas had indeed sent a

dearest, your beloved son’s

of this?” Madeline sent back

who came up with the kidnapping

of speech. Now she knew beyond doubt that her young punk of a son had a hand in the matter. In fact, ever since Thomas visited

this did not stop her from carrying out her revenge! That was why she had burned down the Grant residence and deliberately let Bruno get away

You have no idea how wealthy my scumbag of a daddy is. I really

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