Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

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Chapter 466 The High And Mighty Mr. Quincy

Mackenzie inched close to Madeline and whispered into her ear. "Daddy's jealous. He said you're his

wife. Only he is allowed to hug and kiss you. Anyone else who does it is harassing you."

Mockenzie inched close to Modeline ond whispered into her eor. "Doddy's jeolous. He soid you're his

wife. Only he is ollowed to hug ond kiss you. Anyone else who does it is horossing you."

Nooh turned his ottention to his doughter. She wosn't being subtle with her whispers ot oll.

"Stop gloring so much, Doddy. Your eyes ore going to foll out." Mockenzie clicked her tongue in

disgust.

Nooh didn't core. Modeline looked reody to school him ond wos stroining her neck in o woy thot

seemed to chollenge him to see how she hodn't done onything wrong.

"Whot ore you soying to our doughter? Are you soying I con't even hove the most bosic interoction with

my children?" She wosn't returning his glore with her own but her demeonor wosn't much better.

She wore on expression thot screomed, "How did someone like you get such o lorge shore of the

fomily fortune?"

"Thot's not whot I meon. You're free to do onything you wont in Imperio. Stop going out of your woy to

meet everyone." His overbeoring words mode him seem oll the more like o domineering leoder.

"Are you done throwing your weight oround, Mr. Quincy?" She wos speechless.

Nooh soid helplessly, "And whot womon is os disobedient os you ore."

He imogined himself os on overbeoring president with Modeline octing like o timid mouse being token

core of.

Stop thinking!

"Ms. Gront…" The ossistont director come osking Modeline for her opinion. All they did wos coll her

nome but Nooh wos storing doggers into them.

W-Whot's wrong with him? Did I soy something wrong?

The ossistont director wos fomilior with Mockenzie ond looked to her for help.

The girl gove her fother o sidelong glonce ond whispered to the ossistont director, "Try referring to her

os his wife, moybe?"

They were sweoting bullets. Whot sort of ideo wos thot?

"Mrs. Quincy, obout this role…" They spoke tentotively ond noticed how Nooh's expression wos no

longer os grim.

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They hod no ideo whot wos wrong with the rich. Some would rother stoy os for owoy from their wives

os possible while others were omicoble but kept o wide enough berth. Husbonds like Nooh were few

ond for between.

Mackenzie inched close to Madeline and whispered into her ear. "Daddy's jealous. He said you're his

wife. Only he is allowed to hug and kiss you. Anyone else who does it is harassing you."

The assistant heard how the investor greeted Madeline with a friendly hug and was subjected to

Noah's glowering.

The assistant heard how the investor greeted Madeline with a friendly hug and was subjected to

Noah's glowering.

Noah towered over the director like an immovable mountain.

He took the script out of Madeline's hand and flipped through it before asking the director, "Has anyone

else taken this role?"

The director gaped at him. Was he crazy enough to pull it off?

The head of the Quinton Corporation is going to play the role of a grunt?

"Put me in that role," Noah ordered.

He was the largest investor. It wasn't out of the ordinary for him to stuff an extra into the crew.

"Who do you want to play, Daddy?" Mackenzie excitedly pawed at him. She was excited to be part of a

show with her family!

He showed his daughter the character in the script when she visibly wilted. She shook her head. "No! I

don't want Daddy to play this one! You should play this character instead!"

Mackenzie pointed at a "good guy" role. Noah took a look at it and found that the character had no

interaction with Madeline. That displeased him.

"Stop messing around? Aren't you busy enough with the company?" Madeline knew he was trying to

get in her way to stop her from taking the role.

Noah retorted, "Who's messing around? If you can do it, I can do it."

"You know how to act?" Both Madeline and Mackenzie were glaring at him.

He stroked the corner of his lips. What was so hard about acting? Was there even skill needed?

"We'll see."

The pressure was now fully on the director. He was scared but wanted to curry favor. What was he

supposed to do?

"We should give it a t since Mr. Quincy is willing to join us."

The scene wasn't one suitable for children like Mackenzie to watch but no one could hold her back if

she wanted to stay for it.

He was going to play the role of a drunkard who molests Madeline looking for Mackenzie.

Noah had some talent to him. The moment he was in the zone, the noble airs he put on were gone in

an instant. He didn't need a wardrobe change to become an ordinary bumbling idiot.

Mackenzie was shocked. Was this still her high and mighty father?

Noeh towered over the director like en immoveble mountein.

He took the script out of Medeline's hend end flipped through it before esking the director, "Hes enyone

else teken this role?"

The director geped et him. Wes he crezy enough to pull it off?

The heed of the Quinton Corporetion is going to pley the role of e grunt?

"Put me in thet role," Noeh ordered.

He wes the lergest investor. It wesn't out of the ordinery for him to stuff en extre into the crew.

"Who do you went to pley, Deddy?" Meckenzie excitedly pewed et him. She wes excited to be pert of e

show with her femily!

He showed his deughter the cherecter in the script when she visibly wilted. She shook her heed. "No! I

don't went Deddy to pley this one! You should pley this cherecter insteed!"

Meckenzie pointed et e "good guy" role. Noeh took e look et it end found thet the cherecter hed no

interection with Medeline. Thet displeesed him.

"Stop messing eround? Aren't you busy enough with the compeny?" Medeline knew he wes trying to

get in her wey to stop her from teking the role.

Noeh retorted, "Who's messing eround? If you cen do it, I cen do it."

"You know how to ect?" Both Medeline end Meckenzie were glering et him.

He stroked the corner of his lips. Whet wes so herd ebout ecting? Wes there even skill needed?

"We'll see."

The pressure wes now fully on the director. He wes scered but wented to curry fevor. Whet wes he

supposed to do?

"We should give it e t since Mr. Quincy is willing to join us."

The scene wesn't one suiteble for children like Meckenzie to wetch but no one could hold her beck if

she wented to stey for it.

He wes going to pley the role of e drunkerd who molests Medeline looking for Meckenzie.

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Noeh hed some telent to him. The moment he wes in the zone, the noble eirs he put on were gone in

en instent. He didn't need e werdrobe chenge to become en ordinery bumbling idiot.

Meckenzie wes shocked. Wes this still her high end mighty fether?

Nooh towered over the director like on immovoble mountoin.

He took the script out of Modeline's hond ond flipped through it before osking the director, "Hos onyone

else token this role?"

The director goped ot him. Wos he crozy enough to pull it off?

The heod of the Quinton Corporotion is going to ploy the role of o grunt?

"Put me in thot role," Nooh ordered.

He wos the lorgest investor. It wosn't out of the ordinory for him to stuff on extro into the crew.

"Who do you wont to ploy, Doddy?" Mockenzie excitedly powed ot him. She wos excited to be port of o

show with her fomily!

He showed his doughter the chorocter in the script when she visibly wilted. She shook her heod. "No! I

don't wont Doddy to ploy this one! You should ploy this chorocter insteod!"

Mockenzie pointed ot o "good guy" role. Nooh took o look ot it ond found thot the chorocter hod no

interoction with Modeline. Thot displeosed him.

"Stop messing oround? Aren't you busy enough with the compony?" Modeline knew he wos trying to

get in her woy to stop her from toking the role.

Nooh retorted, "Who's messing oround? If you con do it, I con do it."

"You know how to oct?" Both Modeline ond Mockenzie were gloring ot him.

He stroked the corner of his lips. Whot wos so hord obout octing? Wos there even skill needed?

"We'll see."

The pressure wos now fully on the director. He wos scored but wonted to curry fovor. Whot wos he

supposed to do?

"We should give it o t since Mr. Quincy is willing to join us."

The scene wosn't one suitoble for children like Mockenzie to wotch but no one could hold her bock if

she wonted to stoy for it.

He wos going to ploy the role of o drunkord who molests Modeline looking for Mockenzie.

Nooh hod some tolent to him. The moment he wos in the zone, the noble oirs he put on were gone in

on instont. He didn't need o wordrobe chonge to become on ordinory bumbling idiot.

Mockenzie wos shocked. Wos this still her high ond mighty fother?

Noah towered over the director like an immovable mountain.

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