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Aggressive Wife novel (Madeline and Noah)

Chapter 169
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Chapter 169

"Unfortunately, I'm not one to commit crimes. I'm afraid you'll have to find someone else," Madeline

said calmly.

"Don't be so quick to reject. Perhaps you'll be interested in the bad deed I'm about to commit," Lone

Wolf replied. She glanced at him without digging further since she knew he could not help but continue.

Lone Wolf leaned in and smirked. "Noah traced your phone signal and will be here in no time. I've

already asked my men to surround the place. He will never be able to get out of here alive."

"You haven't given up on eliminating Noah?" Madeline frowned and inquired.

"Hah! We have been paid to kill. How can we give up when the job isn't complete? I can't wait to see

Noah Quincy beg for mercy. Haha!" The man laughed hysterically and started doing his celebratory

dance beside Madeline. She observed his maniacal demeanor with concern.

"Why are you telling me your plans? Aren't you afraid I'll disrupt it?" she questioned.

"Well, that's because I need your help, pretty lady. All you need to do is stay here and wait for Noah to

come. Once my job is complete, I'll let you go. Do we have a deal?" he answered.

"Does that mean I'm your bait?" she clarified.

"Yeah, if you put it that way. You just need to do as I say, pretty lady." He grabbed Madeline's arm and

took her out of the elevator and into the last laboratory room. The woman did not resist and was quickly

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led into the transparent room once Lone Wolf pressed the button on the outer entrance.

"This is the room I've prepared for you. Be good and stay there. Or else… Ahh!" Lone Wolf yelped

when Madeline struck a dagger into his abdomen. She had kept the weapon hidden in her sleeve and

took it out when the man was distracted.

The man moaned in agony and attempted to push Madeline away. However, he received a strong

electric jolt and started to tremble uncontrollably.

"If I were you, I would not move. The dagger contains a nanochip, which is currently circulating in your

bloodstream. When I flip the switch, you'll get an electric jolt," Madeline warned as she distanced

herself from the man.

Lone Wolf rotated his neck and tried to get his body used to the pain. Unfortunately, the dagger pierced

him in his existing wound. Blood began to ooze from his broken wound. The man lifted his head and

revealed a sinister glare. "You're challenging my limits, pretty lady." He regretted dismissing the

woman's ability; he had no idea when she noticed he was hurt.

"Well, Noah just confessed to me. I can't bear to let him die just yet. So, you shall perish instead."

Madeline pressed the trigger again as she spoke. Lone Wolf slumped on the floor, as expected.

Despite the fact that her opponent appeared to have fainted from the electrocution, the woman did not

appear relieved. Instead, it was strange that everything was going so smoothly.

Madeline decided her top goal was to get out of the place. As a result, she dashed to the elevator,

planning to return to the main hall. She fell after taking a stride because someone tugged her leg.

When Madeline turned around, she was faced with Lone Wolf's wicked smile. Dread twisted in her gut

when she knew that the man was unaffected by her attack.

"Did you really think a weapon like this can subdue me? I'm disappointed by how lowly you think of me,

pretty lady," the man sneered and entwined the golden threads around Madeline's neck. She struggled

for breath as the threads burned into her skin. Her efforts to pull the threads away were futile in

preventing the grip of the choking rope.

"Since you want to be with Noah so badly, I shall grant your wish to die with him." Lone Wolf let out a

maniac laugh as he watched Madeline lay helplessly on the floor. He was completely unaware that the

woman had retrieved the dagger and stabbed her phone. As a result, the phone became damaged and

began to emit gray smoke.

"Madeline Grant!" Lone Wolf yelled when he realized what the woman had done.

Madeline let out a weak cough and challenged, "Noah's not going to be able to find me without the

signal. You are never going to succeed in your assassination attempt." She smirked one last time

before spitting blood from her mouth. The golden thread around her neck was choking her, and she

began to lose consciousness.

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Meanwhile, Noah had bought a bouquet of sunflowers and instructed Wayne to head to Madeline's

location.

"I thought couples always offered flowers as a symbol of love," Wayne said bravely. He did not want

Noah to make mistakes while pursuing Madeline.

"She likes sunflowers," Noah replied.

"Oh, really? You remember what Mrs. Quincy likes?" Wayne asked.

"Yes, I do." Noah recalled sitting on the doorstep when she was pregnant, waiting for him to return late

at night. She wanted to show him the sunflowers she had grown. Noah, to her dismay, ignored her offer

and went upstairs without saying anything. He saw the sea of golden blooms the following day. It was

lovely and gave one a pleasant sensation. Unfortunately, ten minutes later, the foolish man directed the

servants to destroy the flowers. That morning, he had gotten evidence of Madeline being responsible

for his grandfather's death. Worse, he accepted the anonymous claims without verifying the facts.

I can't believe how stupid and repulsive I was. I owe her more than a sunflower field.

"Tell Charles to replace all of the flowers in our backyard with sunflowers," Noah instructed.

"Okay. Mrs. Grant will be moved when she hears how thoughtful you are," Wayne said happily.

Noah's phone rang in an unsettling tone before he could urge Wayne to keep out of his personal

matters. After a few alarming rings, it eventually stopped. The signal of Madeline's whereabouts,

however, vanished from his screen. As he grabbed the phone tightly, his palms felt cold and clammy.