Aggressive Wife

Chapter 87

Intrigued, Madeline walked toward the source of the sound. She scoffed when she saw a man and a woman entangled, seeking solace and pleasure in each other.

You are such a slut, Angie Grant. Both you and your mother are so shameless!

Despite being repulsed by the intimate scene before her, Madeline smiled wryly. I thought Angie had learned her lesson and decided to stop causing trouble when I didn’t see her in the main hall. I should have guessed she was hiding somewhere, working out her next heinous act. Since she’s desperate to marry into the Hann family, let me introduce her to her future in-laws. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Madeline took the spy camera from her purse and placed it on the door ledge. Next, she unclasped her bracelet and transformed it into a miniature internet device. All her jewelry was wearable gadgets for use in times of emergency. It was as though fate had intended for her to pick the bracelet for today’s event.

The main hall was buzzing with people swaying to the rhythm of the music. Suddenly, the room went silent, and the projector screen illuminated. Before the guests could make sense of the situation, they heard the glorious sounds of seductive moans. The crowd went silent for several moments as they watched a man and a woman naked and amorously entangled.

Roger and Belinda were quivering with anger, barely concealing their expression of murderous rage.

"What the hell is he doing!? He's ruining the Hann family's reputation!"

"Bastard! Why did I give birth to such a useless son? He's so easily seduced by a whore!"

Belinda's fury rose, and her heart began to race, making her dizzy. All the affluent families in Imperia are here today. Angie Grant, how dare you ruin my plans to find a worthy daughter-in-law for Sam!

She rested her hand on her chest and shrieked, "Why are you waiting? Stop them!"

The servants and butler of the Hann family barged into Sam's room without hesitation.

"Ahh! Who the hell are you? Get out! Get out!" Angie turned around and saw a dozen eyes staring at her. She yanked the sheet over herself in horror, clenching her fingers beneath its cover until they were bone white.

Hysteria filled the room as Angie went ballistic and out of control. She only stopped screaming when Belinda stormed into the room and smacked her across the face.

"Angie Grant, you are a sex-crazed slut! Useless whore! How dare you show up at my house and seduce my son? Did you even look at yourself in the mirror?! I swear you'll die if you don't leave my house right now!" Belinda hollered, her eyes turned crimson, and her cheeks swelled with rage. She grabbed Angie by the hair and dragged her out of the door.

"Mrs. Hann, you're mistaken! Sam and I are head over heels in love. Please… please give us your blessing!" Angie pleaded pitifully, kneeling and clutching Belinda's arm. She refused to back down without a fight.

"Shut up, you shameless bitch! You seduced my son! How dare you say he is in love with you. Everyone in Imperia knows that you are a cheap, slutty whore. What makes you think that you'll be able to enter the Hann family? Dream on!" Anger stirred within Belinda as she pounded Angie's head with her fists.

The latter lost all dignity and poise as she cried and begged for mercy.

Madeline smirked among the crowd as she saw her enemy humiliated and defeated. This is only the beginning, Angie. The Grants shall bear the agony and anguish that I have. Everyone, especially you…

After enduring insults and abuse by Belinda, Angie was dragged like a beaten dog out of the Hann residence. Madeline sashayed over to her distraughted sister, twirling her wine glass.

Looking at Angie, who lay battered on the ground, she snorted, "What's the matter, Ms. Grant? Can't you endure a little suffering?"

Angie shrieked at her sister's condescending expression, "You did this, didn't you? Madeline Grant, how dare you! What are you up to?" You've caused so much trouble lately. The Grants have fallen and my reputation ruined. When are you going to stop your madness?" The woman lifted her head, her expression furious and eyes teary.

Madeline hunched over and muttered menacingly to Angie, "You should know what I want."

The woman's fury turned to fear when she realized her adversary's motive. She screamed in frustration, "Madeline Grant, you're a crazy bitch! Bitch!"

Meanwhile, Suzette had retired to a corner to contact James and missed the commotion. When she heard her daughter's piercing cries, she became concerned and gloomy.

Upon seeing her daughter surrounded by a gathering crowd, she shrieked, "What's going on, Angie Grant? Why are you making a fool of yourself? Are you that shameless? I can't believe I gave birth to such a useless child. What are you doing sitting there? Have you not already embarrassed yourself?

The woman grabbed Angie by the wrist and forcefully dragged her out of the room. Her eyes filled with loathing and hatred instead of pity.

"You're hurting me, Mom! Why… Why am I an embarrassment? I was just doing what you taught me! This is all Madeline's fault. She's the reason for all this. If not, I… Ouch! Let go of me!" Angie protested as she tried to struggle out of Suzette's strong grip. She could not stop pinning the blame on Madeline. Suzette ignored her complaints and hauled her away from the humiliating situation.

"Ms. Grant, I do have a way of making the Grants disappear from Imperia permanently. Just say the word," Noah whispered in Madeline's ears as they watched Angie and Suzette disappear from sight.