Aggresive Wife

Aggresive Wife Chapter 122

Noah gently stroked his son’s head, cradling the boy in his arms with tender affection.

Thomas felt his heart quicken when he heard what his father said. “Is that true? Are you really happy, Daddy?” He turned to look at Noah enquiringly, feeling slightly exhilarated.

“Of course,” Noah answered calmly. After all, it was only right that a family should be together.

Noah’s answer set the wheels in Thomas’s brain spinning, and he swiftly began considering the possibilities of the situation.

From the looks of it, Daddy really liked Mommy still. However, if he really and truly liked her, then why had he behaved like such a scumbag? Was this what people meant when they said that after sowing one’s wild oats, home was invariably the sweetest haven of all?

Thomas did not know what to do. Lately, he had begun to feel that Daddy was becoming a much better person. Nonetheless, Noah had still been a massive scumbag in the past! Did he truly want to help Daddy get together with Mommy so they could start afresh? He felt extremely conflicted.

Noah looked down thoughtfully at the little boy in his arms. Something flickered in his eyes for a moment, then he retrieved his own phone and pulled up his Instagram account. “Colt, why don’t you add me to your friend list?”

“Huh? Daddy, you never use Instagram, right?” Thomas blinked as he saw Noah’s Instagram account, considerably startled.

His own Instagram handle was “Thomas The Handsomest Dude.” If he added Noah to his friend list, his deception would be exposed in no time.

“I’ve started using it now. Why, Colt, don’t you want to be friends with Daddy?” Noah could see that the little rascal was in a dilemma and deliberately added fuel to the fire by asking the question in a slightly hurt tone.

The man might be a tyrannical CEO, but it was impossible to resist him when he put on his sad puppy act!

“N-no, no, that’s not it, Daddy…here, I’ll add you…” Thomas resigned himself to his fate, pulled out his phone, and added Noah to his Instagram friend list.

“Thomas? Is this your new nickname?”

His scumbag daddy was pretty smart! In fact, Noah had saved him the trouble

replied with unconcealed approval. His own Instagram handle was “Noah Quincy”, which was

pulled up his private message conversation with Madeline. With some pride,

…

100 thousand dollars he had extorted from Angie, Asher went to a nightclub. The exorbitant amount of money instantly attracted five of the

when he was still on the philanthropic committee, Asher had some form of income, at least. Now that he was unemployed, however, he had outgoing expenses but no money coming in, so even if he went out, he could not even afford to pay for a drink for

even if it was illegal. He felt he

next morning. As a result, he did not see the

video of him pissing on Angie

Angie so thoroughly. Tony wasn’t

that Tony had left him a voice message. Initially, he thought that Tony was congratulating him and was in an excellent mood when he started listening to it. However,

hurry to get up. Snatching his clothes from the floor, he pulled them on as fast as he could and fled out the door, not even bothering to put on

minute he stepped outside, however, someone sent him back through the door with a

squarely on the floor. In pain, he grabbed at his chest and started yelling angrily at the unwelcome newcomer. When he finally

and bowed his head obsequiously, plastering

a rush, Mr. Walter. Mr. Quincy sent me here to ask you where Angie

Grant is? I think you’ve

her for Noah even if he tried. If he managed a plausible denial, he was sure that Wayne would not do anything to him. After all, the man was just Noah’s

so many important matters. Never mind. Let me help jog your memory.” Wayne gestured, and one of the bodyguards standing behind him immediately stepped forward with a phone. On it was the video from last

and pried his eyes open wide, shoving the video

I do! I…I pulled a cruel prank on her, but after that, I left! I really don’t know where Angie is now!” He fell to the ground, rolling in agony as he felt his injured eye sockets. He felt as if his

don’t know? It looks like your memory is really faulty, Mr. Walter. I think we’re going to have to take you down memory lane in earnest before you can remember properly. Well, let’s not waste time

“Yes, sir!”