Aggresive Wife

Chapter 215

In a castle in Skeynia, the study room which had received a makeover looked identical to its previous state.

Even the murals on the wall were restored, which made it seem like the whole arson episode instigated by Noah had never even happened.

Joseph was leaning on his chair in front of an antique study table. He propped up his chin with his slender fingers as he enjoyed a playback of the surveillance video on his monitor.

He knew that Madeline had plans to visit the castle, so he had put all preparations into place. He had turned the castle into an empty one.

He was doing this so that he could lead Madeline to believe that she had gotten her hands on her desired information.

The pivotal part of this plan lied on Angie.

However, the moment he saw how Madeline reacted when she met Angie, anger slowly crept into his eyes.

Angie had failed!

She had actually failed!

Immediately, a flurry of raging emotions took over him. Joseph immediately went berserk as he flung his cane to smash the monitor into pieces.

Then, he stormed out of the room and came all the way to three floors deep into the basement.

He stood in front of a cell in which Angie was held captive.

Angie was lying on the ground. Her wound was infected, and she was groggy because of a fever.

When she heard someone coming by, she instinctively crawled over to ask for help.

Despite that, she couldn’t muster enough strength to do that.

“Save me…” Angie’s voice was barely audible as if she was going to breathe her last at any moment.

Joseph stomped in and stared at the weakened woman on the ground. There was still intense anger in his eyes.

“Angie, you can’t even accomplish something so simple, yet you expect me to save you?”

“Mr. Joseph, I didn’t do it on purpose. It’s just that Madeline is really a cunning b*tch!”

“She’s a b*tch, you say? Who do you think you are to insult Maddie?”

“Mr. Joseph, I… Ah!” When Angie saw that Joseph was approaching her, she let out a gasp on reflex.

no heed to her outburst of emotion as he quickly swung his cane in front

thick bandages that used to cover her face

revealed the grotesque and bloody wound on Angie’s face, a

of her face, intense

out to touch the uneven skin on her face, and as she got a whiff of a bloody stench, she could not help

my face, my

seems that your face will never recover. Too bad.” Joseph squatted down while

know you’re good at this. Help

Why should

about making my face look like hers? I can be her replacement. I know I

“What an amusing idea.”

of things as he took out a small bottle and produced a pink-colored

this to see tomorrow,

is…” Angie carefully picked up the pill

person. Angie would not dare to

the Recovery Pill that I recently developed. It has the ability to close up your wounds in just a day. However, you will go through hellish pain in the process, the kind that will hurt you deep to your

bottle. This invention was what he

pill was all it took for someone

extended to all

had some irreversible side effects,

to pay for swallowing one pill was ten years of

although that person would feel like they were reborn, that person would retire to the afterlife in just

not plan to disclose that to

“Mr. Joseph, I…”

you don’t have the

is my command.” Angie quickly came to a decision as she tossed the

She must live on!

her swallowing

left, he specially ordered the guards to

she is still alive tomorrow, let Kennedy take over

was Joseph’s senior, and he too was a doctor in this

at the same time, he was very eccentric. The prototypical

“Yes, sir.”

…

by a persistent ringing sound early in the

her phone was ringing non-stop on

her blanket. She answered the

the car is ready now. It’s time to depart to

“Hello, who is this?”