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Chapter 192
"Noah, is it true that you transferred ownership of all the properties you own to my name?"
Madeline was taken aback.
She had assumed Wayne's words were only to fend Bruno away.
"It's true. I never lie to my wife." Noah reached out to gently stroke her face and took her hand. He then
reached into the box to pull out a random folder.
What was inside was a title deed with her name on it.
There was even a column stating the property was individually owned.
The registration dated as far back as five years ago…
"This estate is located at the edge of Berkeley and is only a short distance away from your friend, Elise.
You can consider moving here if you want to spend more time with her… This one is a manor in
Berkeley. I've had men plant your favorite sunflowers there. You should visit it when you have time. It's
close by…"
He walked her through every preparation he had made throughout the years as if it were a magic show.
It was as if she had never left.
Noah, who was happily introducing her to one property after another that "she might like", was like a
king overlooking the world and declaring how he had laid down everything for her, from the mountains
to the rivers.
Why is he so oddly attractive right now?!
"Have you been well these past five years, Noah?"
She wanted to ask so badly.
All she knew was her own suffering and how she fought with all her might to climb out of hell to see the
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Yet, she never seemed to ask.
What had he been doing in the five years I've been gone? How had he fared?
"I was well, but now that you, my wife, have returned, never better."
"Aren't you afraid I might take off with your wealth? I haven't agreed to be with you! And now you're
telling me I inherited your properties? I'm now a rich woman who might just fall in love with someone
else.
"You can be the happiest and richest woman alive if I can't gain your forgiveness."
His words made her pause for a moment before she spoke.
"Noah."
"Hm?"
"You're so good at acting! I almost believed you!"
Madeline flashed a smile at him.
"Since you're being so generous, I can't not accept it! Wayne, bring these to my room upstairs. I need
to get a safe and lock it up, lest someone goes back on their word!"
"Yes, Ma'am!"
Wayne had been on standby and shot to attention at her command.
Before he could even follow through with the order, Noah picked the storage box up himself.
"Remember this well, Madeline. I don't regret a single thing I've done for you!" Noah declared, then
carried the box upstairs.
Madeline froze in place for a split second before she regained her senses. She tugged Wayne close to
ask softly.
"Wayne, has your boss been well lately?"
"Don't worry, Mrs. Quincy. He's very much well." Perhaps Madeline felt touched and was beginning to
concern herself with Noah's wellbeing.
Before he even had time to rejoice, her next words shocked him.
"That's good. I'll check for myself. Who knows whether or not he's playing a trick on me," she mumbled,
picked up her mug of warmed chocolate milk from the table, and prepared to go upstairs.
"Ms. Madeline, t-this property ownership certificate…"
"Keep it. Men should keep their properties well. Don't get cheated now," Madeline said seriously,
hoping Andy would not turn out to be just like Noah, who would be none the wiser if he were swindled.
"But your name is on it. Why don't you just take it with you?" Andy fidgeted, embarrassed.
He had wanted to tell her ages ago, but the process to receive the deed took a month.
"Umm…" Isn't my name being used a little too liberally here?
"Everything I have was a gift from you, Ms. Madeline. Everything I own is also yours. You should keep
this. I'll be heading back to the hospital now." He stuffed the certificate back in her hands with ruddy
cheeks and ran away like a shy teenager.
Madeline could only helplessly shake her head.
Forget it. Since he wants to honor me so badly, I'll have Albert allocate a sum to the hospital.
The property was hers, but she wasn't about to see her subordinates empty-handed.
Madeline then made her way upstairs with the certificate in hand.
The air immediately struck her as odd the moment she stepped inside the bedroom.
There was an out-of-place scent that carried the slightest hint of danger.
The storage box that Noah had brought with him was casually placed on the table, but he was nowhere
to be found. Only the vague splashing of the shower could be heard coming from the bathroom.
There was indeed someone inside.
"Noah, are you in there?"
The sound of water halted abruptly, but no one answered.
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Madeline cautiously approached with light steps.
The bathroom door suddenly opened.
A black shadow leaped out.
The steam from the shower escaped into the room, its warmth tinged with the scent of blood.
Madeline staggered back in alarm.
Her heart stopped when she saw who he was.
"Lone Wolf!"
"Hi, pretty lady. It's been a few days. Did you miss me?" Lone Wolf's sinister voice reverberated as he
showed himself.
His hair was still wet, but the clothes on him were clean.
That was her white loungewear.
The shirt looked far too small on Lone Wolf, making him look rather comical.
"You should know Noah has been searching for you and yet, you're here to throw yourself right into the
net?"
Madeline was on guard as she shifted closer to the door.
Lone Wolf was a dangerous man. She had no intention of lingering in his presence.
"No way. Mr. Quincy and I still have games to play. It'd be meaningless for me to throw myself right into
a trap. But, I've been hurting ever since you stabbed me, pretty lady. I'm not completely healed yet. It's
only fair that I get some compensation, no?"
As he spoke, he swiped the medicine case that Madeline had set on the bedside table, quickly took
some medicine out of it, and stuffed them into his pockets.
It was only then that she noticed that he was indeed pale as a sheet.
His weakness could be seen even through his bravado.
This was the perfect time to capture him!