Aggresive Wife

CHAPTER 511 WILBUR’S PLAN

Madeline stood behind Shane and handed him a huge portion of chili peppers. Shane turned to Madeline, only to follow her gaze which led to a handsome young man that came with Wilda. He knew that man. The man was the young and successful CEO of Quinton Corporation. They have met before.

"Grandpa, this is Noah, the CEO of Quinton Corporation. We came to wish you a happy birthday." For the first time ever, Wilda shed her lady boss façade and spoke with a girlish voice, to everyone's surprise.

Shane appraised Noah, then nodded.

"Happy Birthday, Mr. Harvey." When Noah presented himself before Shane, it felt like the clash of two legendary world leaders. A commotion erupted. People even took out their phones to capture this historic moment. But the duo remained unfazed. In sharp contrast to the courteous smile Noah wore, Shane just brushed Noah to the side coldly.

Wilda didn't want Noah to feel neglected. She spoke up, despite the injury on her waist, "Grandpa, didn't you say you would love to talk to a successful man like Noah here?"

Shane didn't even bother replying. He just turned and glared at Madeline. "Are you trying to choke me with chili peppers here?"

Madeline withdrew the chili-laden plate in silence. After she placed a new plate, she asked, "What do you like then, sir?"

Shane just grunted in response. Madeline then filled the plate with the dishes of her choice. But not without expressing her disgruntlement internally. Although it was a grand party, Shane did not go out to deliver a speech. There was no emcee, no music, and no revelry. The guests of all three tables in the main hall just dug in whenever they arrived. Meanwhile, the guests sitting outside would fight each other just to get a chance to speak with Shane. If Shane did not intend this to be a social event, why bother organizing it?

Madeline then had her eyes set on Wilbur, a business-savvy, middle-aged man who was busy socializing outside. But after Shane made an appearance, Wilbur remained anchored to his seat. He only greeted the guests in the main hall. Like the wall-mannered son that he was.

"Grandpa..." Wilda couldn't fathom the sudden change in her grandfather's attitude. Just moments ago, he still spoke highly of Noah. They didn't cross paths so there was no way they set off on the wrong foot. She looked at the curious helper before her. It must be the helper's fault.

"Greet the other guests with your father now," Shane dismissed Wilda.

Wilda stood up, mortified. She smiled apologetically to Noah. "Sorry, my grandpa isn't like this usually."

Noah took a sip of the red wine. "It's okay," said Noah as his eyes lingered on Madeline. But Madeline looked away and pretended that they never met. Noah then withdrew his gaze defeatedly.

From the very first moment Wilda saw Noah, she could feel her heart pounding like crazy. The way Noah steadied her as she stumbled just now only added to her flustered state. But the warm feeling disappeared when Noah gave his terse reply. Alongside the disappointment she felt was her darkened vision.

Noah tried to dodge the falling Wilda but Lucas shoved him from the side. Noah was then forced to take the fainting Wilda into his arms again. Otherwise, she would crash into him and it would hurt a lot. On the other hand, Wilda merely had a dizzy spell due to blood loss. She already regained consciousness the moment Noah took her into his arms. But she enjoyed being held by the man of her dreams. So she continued to feign unconsciousness.

"Why is Wilda bleeding?" The question put Wilda under the spotlight.

Colton stabbed Wilda just now. But when she knew that Colton was Noah's son, she decided to let it slide. She would hate to ruin her grandfather's birthday party like this. Therefore, she took off her dinner gown and put on a white shirt and a navy blue blazer. Some of the blood must have gotten onto the white shirt when she was treating the wound. And unfortunately, Wilda's aunt noticed it.