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.

as he quickly swung

no time, the thick bandages that used to cover

the grotesque and bloody wound

of her face, intense pain

out to touch the uneven skin on her face, and as she got a whiff of a bloody

face,

down while pinching his nose. He gazed

know you’re good at this. Help me fix my face, please? I

Why should I

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

“What an amusing idea.”

development of things as he took out a small bottle and produced a pink-colored pill. He tossed that pill onto the

can survive this to see tomorrow, that’s entirely

is…” Angie carefully picked up the

was always an enigmatic person. Angie would not dare to consume anything that he had

is 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,

at the bottle. This invention

pill was all it took for someone

even extended to all the old

had some irreversible side effects, that is, one’s lifespan

swallowing one pill was ten years of

to swallow three pills in a row, although that person would feel like

did not plan

“Mr. Joseph, I…”

me you don’t have the

way. Your word is my command.” Angie quickly came to a decision as she tossed the pill into

She must live on!

swallowing the

he specially ordered the

long as she is still alive tomorrow,

he too

prodigious doctor but at the same

“Yes, sir.”

…

a persistent

slumber, but her phone was ringing non-stop on a

reach out from under her

car is ready now. It’s time to depart to the company. All the directors are

“Hello, who is this?”