Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Wayne was aware he should have taken steps to suppress that headline first before telling

Noah about it! The media was truly becoming far too bold these days; this rumor was far

too outrageous for words!

"Sir, I'll call them up and make them take down that headline! I've already checked; the

organization responsible for it is Galaxy Media. Are we going to buy them over as usual or

sue them into bankruptcy?" Seeing that Noah continued to remain silent, Wayne broke out

into a cold sweat and hurriedly tried to save his own skin.

"Good job. The headline can stay up."

"Excuse me?" Wayne could hardly believe his ears.

"Oh, before I forget. Galaxy Media is a private company?"

"Yes, it's only been around for less than a year, according to what I've been able to dig

up." To Wayne, Galaxy Media was a brash young upstart in the business world; it was high

time to teach them the consequences of reckless actions!

"Give them some funding, and let them continue what they're doing."

"Sir…let me get this straight. You're not only going to let them keep that headline up, but

you're also going to invest in them?"

Wayne could not make head or tail of his employer's odd behavior. Didn't Noah detest it

when people spread false rumors about him? In fact, he hated it most when it was rumors

of marriage. In the past, many women had tried to use the gossip tabloids to worm their

way into becoming Noah's significant other. Angie aside, every single one of those women

had not fared well; they had either been shunned into obscurity or sacked from their jobs.

Some of them had even been transferred to the coal mines of Alewell!

What on earth was going on?

"Did I not express myself clearly enough? Or have you become bored with this job, so your

work performance is suffering? Do you want to be transferred to Alewell to dig irrigation

canals?" Wayne's hesitation finally succeeded in drawing Noah's attention.

"I'll get in touch with Galaxy Media right away!" Wayne turned and fled from the room.

Noah was in an expansive mood, so he did not nitpick at his assistant. Instead, he

continued scrolling down the responses to the headline and reading with great

satisfaction.

…

Suzette and Angie waited in the living room of the Quincy residence for two hours, but

Noah still did not put in an appearance.

Suzette felt increasingly certain that something was not right. The servants were all busy

with their allotted tasks and ignored both of them. Furthermore, nobody was willing to

speak to the pair at all and gave them the strangest glances.

"Mom, something feels off about this. Why hasn't Noah shown up yet? Do you think he's

choosing to deny the entire matter?"

"Does he think he can deny something like this just because he chooses to turn a blind

eye? Don't worry, we'll wait a little longer." Suzette could see that something was wrong,

but this was a golden opportunity. If they didn't take advantage of it, Angie might never be

able to become part of the Quincy family.

No matter what, Suzette wanted Noah here to explain himself!

She could not sit still any longer. Just as she got up, intending to look for the butler, she

found that Mr. Charles had taken the initiative to approach her first, a clean set of clothes

over one arm.

"I apologize for the long wait, Mrs. Grant and Ms. Grant. Mr. Noah has instructed me to

prepare this set of clothes for Ms. Grant." Mr. Charles was scrupulously polite. He gestured

to the maid standing beside him, and she presented Angie with a white dress.

The garment was simple and elegant in design; it was undoubtedly expensive.

Angie's eyes lit up immediately when she saw her present. Noah had taken the time to

prepare a dress for her! Did that mean she had finally succeeded in her scheme? At this

point, she practically saw herself as the young mistress of the Quincy household already,

and her mind was busy with fantasies of the prestige and respect she would gain.

It was too delightful for words!

"Oh my, this is a beautiful dress! Noah's so thoughtful!" When Suzette saw the dress, she

was ecstatic and could not stop herself from gushing.

"Mr. Charles, where's Noah? When can I see him?" Angie enquired in a gentle, somewhat

shy voice. Even though she was deliriously happy, she still had to maintain her facade as a

gentle, well-bred lady of quality.

She had expected Mr. Charles to treat her with a little more courtesy since she was

practically Mrs. Noah Quincy already, but the butler did not even look at her. His attitude

toward her was just as coldly dignified as before.

"Ms. Grant, once you've changed into the dress, you may return home. Treat it as a sign of

Mr. Noah's courtesy to you."

"What do you mean, Mr. Charles?"

"That's right! What do you mean by asking her to change and then leave? Are the

Quincies trying to shirk responsibility for the matter?"

"Mr. Noah said that he was not here in the villa last night. Those were his exact words. Ms.

Grant is the person best acquainted with the situation and what happened. However,

since this took place within the villa's grounds, we will do our best to fulfill whatever she

might want or need."

"Noah wasn't here in the villa? What nonsense is this? Last night he was with me the

entire time! How could I be mistaken about that?" Angie felt as if she had been struck by a

thunderclap at Mr. Charles's words.

What sort of ridiculous excuse was that?

She and Noah had experienced unbridled passion that lasted all through the night. Had he

woken up earlier and thought of this sorry excuse to dismiss her?

How dare he!

"I've already conveyed Mr. Noah's message as requested, Mrs. Grant and Ms. Grant. He

also hopes that the Grant family will consider its reputation and not involve the Quincy

family any further." Mr. Charles remained courteous as always. With a slight nod, he

turned to leave.

However, before he could depart, Suzette sprang forward and caught hold of his arm.

"Nonsense! Does Noah Quincy think he can drop his pants without consequences and

expect Angie to stay quiet? He must be dreaming! Ask Noah to come out here right now

and give me an explanation, or I won't leave!"