Abusive Wife

Chapter 71

The headlines that Madeline had just read were Top 3 trending headlines on Facebook at the moment. The fourth headline was even more scandalous.

“Wedding Bells for Noah Quincy? Exclusive Family Portrait!”

The fourth headline was similar to the first three, all of which made the story of Noah Quincy cheating on his fiancée sound more credible. Madeline was initially confused, but she calmed down very quickly and could even laugh to herself at one point. She had found the keyword in all of these articles after she had re-read them – ‘last night’.

Last night, Madeline had seen Angie Grant kissing another man with her own eyes. The man had led her away after that. Madeline even thought that perhaps Angie had found herself a new man. How did Noah end up being the

scapegoat for this man?

“Mommy, how are you still able to laugh?” Thomas asked out of concern, his face etched with anger and worry. Children could never quite hide their emotions as well as their adult parents could. His fiery anger was directed at the person who tried to slander his mother. He quickly took out his high- tech children’s laptop from his

backpack, typing swiftly with his chubby little fingers. Just a moment later, all the trending search articles that Suzette Grant had paid $10 million to promote had been bumped to the bottom. When someone tried to click on the article, they would be automatically redirected to an error 404 page.

Madeline did not mind being gossiped about on the internet, but she was still touched as she watched her son

working hard to minimize her exposure.

She too had another weapon in hand, in the form of the media company that she got Albert to set up back then to go against Angie. However, the Facebook articles made Madeline recall something else from last night too. During the cake cutting ceremony, Noah Quincy had already left the Quincy residence. What time did he leave, and where did he go? Why did he have to conceal his movements? There was something fishy about this!

All the trending articles that Angie and Suzette had promoted were taken down in less than an hour. However, many netizens had already seen and read the articles while they were up. One such person was Bruno Grant, Angie’s doting father. The moment he had read the article, he was ready to go to war with whoever who caused his daughter’s

had slept with Noah Quincy. How was she going to live this down?

“Are you sure there was no one else…? That can’t be…” Bruno was muttering to himself more than he was talking to Angie. His heart raced as he sensed something amiss, like a bad omen about to come true.

Very quickly, Bruno took out his phone and opened an app to check his bank account balance. The $1 million he had asked for was still there. However, the remaining balance that was supposed to be transferred over by this morning was nowhere to be seen. Bruno panicked slightly, wondering what had changed since last night.

As he thought about the last night’s turn of events, his phone rang in his pocket. The caller ID showed Jerry Lowe was calling. Bruno picked up the call hastily,

had slept with Noah Quincy. How was she going to live this down?

“Are you sure there was no one else…? That can’t be…” Bruno was muttering to himself more than he was talking to Angie. His heart raced as he sensed something amiss, like a bad omen about to come true.

Very quickly, Bruno took out his phone and opened an app to check his bank account balance. The $1 million he had asked for was still there. However, the remaining balance that was supposed to be transferred over by this morning was nowhere to be seen. Bruno panicked slightly, wondering what had changed since last night.

As he thought about the last night’s turn of events, his phone rang in his pocket. The caller ID showed Jerry Lowe was calling. Bruno picked up the call hastily,

but before he could say anything, Jerry’s angry voice assaulted his ears first.

“Bruno Grant, are you messing with me? Did your daughter sleep with two men last night? It’s a waste she’s not a prostitute!” Jerry cursed.

“Jerry, there must be some kind of misunderstanding, I’m sure…” Bruno

began.

“Misunderstanding? The headlines on Facebook are as clear as day! Your daughter spent the night with me, then left halfway to service Noah Quincy instead. If she’s not a whore, I don’t know who is!” Jerry blustered.

Bruno heard all the vile words Jerry used to describe his daughter, but he was in no position to say anything to defend her. He made the decision to send his daughter into Jerry’s arms last

night. Jerry Lowe had agreed to give him $100million as capital for him to expand his business in return for his daughter. He had also given him the $1 million as an engagement deposit, but he insisted on

‘trying the goods’ first. Bruno had complied with his request without hesitation. When he heard that Angie had gone to the dinner party at the Quincys, he immediately called Jerry and told him when and where to show up.

Everything had gone smoothly last night, so what went wrong? Bruno had even told Jerry about the ‘happy pill’ he had put in Angie’s purse last night.

“Mr. Lowe, don’t panic. I’m very sure there’s definitely a misunderstanding somewhere. Our Angie is not like what you described at all. These headlines on Facebook must be a tactic that

someone is using to defame her. I hope

you can understand the situation and be on her side, sir. After all, we’re going to be a family soon, right?” Jerry assuaged.

He still did not have a clue as to what went wrong, but the Lowes were his lifeline and he could not afford to destroy their relationship.

“You wretched family! She was so sweet and compliant in my arms last night, but I bet she was even sweeter to Noah Quincy. You think anyone would want to marry a used thing like her? I’ve been taken for a fool!” Jerry continued his verbal abuse. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“Mr. Lowe, please don’t do this. I will find out who is behind all this and make it go away, I promise!” Bruno tried to pacify the situation.

“Now, that’s more like it!” Jerry finally

succumbed to Bruno’s pleas.

“Exactly, Mr. Lowe. Did Angie… satisfy you last night?” Bruno sensed an opening and went for it. “About the $100million investment…”

“Did you hit your head on the ground and hurt your brain? Do you think I’d still give you the money now that things are like this? Dream on!” Jerry hung up the phone abruptly.

“Mr. Lowe… Mr. Lowe, hello??” Bruno was about to continue when he realized Jerry had hung up.

Bruno was utterly defeated. Nothing could turn his mood around until he

found out who was behind this.

Hold up… When he was talking to Angie on the phone, she did not seem to mind the headlines per se… Unless…

A scary thought suddenly bubbled in his

mind.

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