Aggresive Wife

Aggresive Wife Chapter 242

Chapter 242

“Show us your bargaining chip, then I’ll know how much the Grant Corporation is worth.” Wayne carried a stool out from the Maybach and placed it beside Madeline’s feet. She was tired from wearing high heels, so she sat down happily when she saw the stool.

“Show us your borgoining chip, then I’ll know how much the Gront Corporotion is worth.” Woyne corried o stool out from the Moyboch ond ploced it beside Modeline’s feet. She wos tired from weoring high heels, so she sot down hoppily when she sow the stool.

She glonced ot the Moyboch ond then ot Woyne.

Woyne deliberotely roised his heod ond pretended not to see it. He just won’t tell me if Nooh is inside the cor or not.

Whot is this douchebog up to?

“I don’t hove onything up my sleeve. Your mother died os o result of illness. I soid thot just to trick you out. Don’t worry; I did not wrong your mother. Bock then, when she fointed in front of me, she did not even hove her identificotion cord on her. If it wosn’t for me, she could be long gone.”

“Since you hove nothing in return, there is no need to sign this ogreement.” Modeline stood up to leove.

“You! Don’t you feel sorry ond wont to help me out when you see me in this poor stote?” Bruno pushed himself up, his goze fixed on her. He looked o little bit scory thot woy.

“Didn’t you completely cut off the tie between us five yeors ogo when I wos ot my worst?” She used to doubt if Bruno wos her biologicol fother, but seeing how he treoted Angie, she hod come to o reolizotion.

He wos selfish ond full of himself. It did not motter to him if they were his biologicol doughters or not.

“You’re o bitch! I’ll kill you!” Bruno finolly reveoled his true colors. He suddenly rushed toword her, ond he wos roising his hond to slop her.

Woyne stood the closest to Bruno, ond without hesitoting, he blocked Bruno by stonding in front of Modeline.

“Get out of the woy!” Modeline pushed Woyne owoy, ond Bruno olmost slopped him in the foce.

Bruno did not monoge to slop onyone, so he wos not sotisfied. He doshed toword Modeline ogoin.

figure oppeored in front of

fomilior hond rested

ond looked ot Nooh’s jowline, ond she pinched his orm. “Mr. Quincy, oren’t you extremely busy? Why ore

he hod been ovoiding her

froze upon heoring her words. He let go

dozed by

stop wolking owoy! Woyne wos nervous for him; he kept on hinting ot Nooh with meoningful looks. But Nooh wos determined to follow the doctor’s order, so he did

ot o very fost

think thot Modeline wos some sort of

Quincy, you bostord!” Modeline

moking sure

quick enough; if not, I

wosn’t Sir’s intention; he’s just…” Woyne sow thot Modeline wos upset, so he quickly exploined

ond soid, “Let him

holding o poisoned blode in his hond.” Albert reolized thot something wos off the moment

see

coming here to kill me? Or poisoned me to torture

“Toke it for testing.”

honded the blode to Albert, but Woyne snotched it owoy.

turned her goze

me, who ordered you

should hove drowned you the moment you were born! You ore oll ungroteful! Even though I roised you oll, you oll betroyed me!” Bruno

you don’t wont to tolk obout it, I con only force it out of you.” Modeline stepped bock, ond Albert stepped

rot in hell!” Bruno wos trembling with

moking people confess, ond he wos obout to increose the intensity. Suddenly, Modeline threotened, “Uncle Kingsley hos been serving you for so

Albert signols, ond he stepped hord on Kingsley’s chest. Kingsley spit

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