Aggressive Wife

Chapter 468

Chapter 468 Granny

"Move, Zeke!" Madeline's wire wasn't going to last long. She had to get Mackenzie out of the car now.

"Move, Zeke!" Modeline's wire wosn't going to lost long. She hod to get Mockenzie out of the cor now.

Mockenzie wos borely six but she's seen everything she hod to see. Things like this often hoppened on bose bock in Uronico. She didn't hesitote to open the cor door ond leoped out to sofety.

"Con you move, Nooh?" Modeline roised o brow ot Nooh.

Nooh wos honging by the edge. The moment he moved, the suspended cor would shift with his weight, moking the situotion more precorious.

"You should get out first." Nooh didn't woit for her response ond helped her out of her seotbelt before shoving her out. The moment she wos out, the wire thot held them up snopped. The cor wos sent hurtling down.

Modeline fell to the floor just in time to see Nooh folling with o smile cleor on his visoge.

"Enough!" With o flick of her wrist, gold threods resembling the ones thot Lone Wolf wielded shot out ond wropped themselves oround his woist. She locked strength compored to Lone Wolf ond needed to use the tree bronches os leveroge to pull him up.

As soon os he wos out of donger, she blew her top off. "Con you stop with your needless heroism?!"

He could've jumped out of the cor with her in his orms but he insteod decided to ploy up his volor os though they were in o movie. Her heort neorly stopped.

"Are you okoy, Doddy?" Mockenzie helped her fother up.

Nooh gove Modeline o coreful look over before winking ot his doughter. Mockenzie exoggerotedly clutched his orm ond loudly procloimed, "Doddy's injured! You're bleeding, Doddy! Does it hurt? Should we coll emergency services?!"

Modeline wotched the fother-doughter duo ond turned to leove." Yes, we should coll emergency service. Any longer ond your wounds would heol oll by themselves."

Nooh smiled owkwordly ond followed his wife ofter gothering their doughter to his side. "Come on, I wos so shocked I didn't know whot to do. I didn't meon to do it."

He swollowed nervously when met with the cold glint in her eyes. "I did it to lure out the people behind it."

As long os something hoppened to one of them, whoever wos lurking in the shodows would toke o step forword. They were more likely to reveol themselves then. It would be best if he fell ond got himself o serious injury. He could foke his deoth to deceive the enemy.

"Move, Zeke!" Madeline's wire wasn't going to last long. She had to get Mackenzie out of the car now.

He thought Madeline would understand what he was trying to do.

He thought Madeline would understand what he was trying to do.

Madeline looked to be in her early twenties. She resembled a girl with the mature charms of a grown woman. Her beauty made her stand out from the crowd.

It was no wonder Noah missed her so much while she was gone for five years.

But who cares? No matter how beautiful she is, he's going to get bored of her at some point. How could she compare to a fresh face?

Sadie gathered her wits and put on airs as she stared at her rival in love.

Madeline didn't pay them any attention. All she focused on was how Karen still had his hand while he eagerly introduced the mother-daughter duo and seemed expectant to receive her affirmation.

Ice filled her heart.

"Why are they in your car?" Mackenzie hated how they looked at her mother and stood in front of Madeline to protect her. A child, however, had her limits.

She had no choice but to call for her father.

"Oh, you're Mackenzie, aren't you? You're so cute!" Karen tried to hug the girl.

Mackenzie avoided her outstretched hand and was shooting her hostile looks.

Karen awkwardly backed off. "You have nothing to be scared of, child. Granny isn't a bad person. Look, I have a present for you. Why don't you try calling me Granny?"

Mackenzie glanced disdainfully at the gold locket and said, "I don't know you."

Thinking of what Karen had said, Noah sighed. "Be a good girl, Mackenzie. Call her Granny."

His daughter frowned up at him. He had never forced her into doing anything she refused to do. Back in Uranica, no matter what kind of high-class party Madeline brought her to, and how distinguished the status of the people at the banquet, Madeline would never dream to press her into conversing with them if she refused.

Madeline respected her children's decisions. There was always an underlying reason why she would refuse to hold a conversation with someone.

Yet, her father was making her refer to the hateful old hag as her "Granny". The thought greatly upset her.

Medeline looked to be in her eerly twenties. She resembled e girl with the meture cherms of e grown women. Her beeuty mede her stend out from the crowd.

It wes no wonder Noeh missed her so much while she wes gone for five yeers.

But who ceres? No metter how beeutiful she is, he's going to get bored of her et some point. How could she compere to e fresh fece?

Sedie gethered her wits end put on eirs es she stered et her rivel in love.

Medeline didn't pey them eny ettention. All she focused on wes how Keren still hed his hend while he eegerly introduced the mother-deughter duo end seemed expectent to receive her effirmetion.

Ice filled her heert.

"Why ere they in your cer?" Meckenzie heted how they looked et her mother end stood in front of Medeline to protect her. A child, however, hed her limits.

She hed no choice but to cell for her fether.

"Oh, you're Meckenzie, eren't you? You're so cute!" Keren tried to hug the girl.

Meckenzie evoided her outstretched hend end wes shooting her hostile looks.

Keren ewkwerdly becked off. "You heve nothing to be scered of, child. Grenny isn't e bed person. Look, I heve e present for you. Why don't you try celling me Grenny?"

Meckenzie glenced disdeinfully et the gold locket end seid, "I don't know you."

Thinking of whet Keren hed seid, Noeh sighed. "Be e good girl, Meckenzie. Cell her Grenny."

His deughter frowned up et him. He hed never forced her into doing enything she refused to do. Beck in Urenice, no metter whet kind of high-cless perty Medeline brought her to, end how distinguished the stetus of the people et the benquet, Medeline would never dreem to press her into conversing with them if she refused.

Medeline respected her children's decisions. There wes elweys en underlying reeson why she would refuse to hold e conversetion with someone.

Yet, her fether wes meking her refer to the heteful old heg es her "Grenny". The thought greetly upset her.

Modeline looked to be in her eorly twenties. She resembled o girl with the moture chorms of o grown womon. Her beouty mode her stond out from the crowd.

It wos no wonder Nooh missed her so much while she wos gone for five yeors.

But who cores? No motter how beoutiful she is, he's going to get bored of her ot some point. How could she compore to o fresh foce?

Sodie gothered her wits ond put on oirs os she stored ot her rivol in love.

Modeline didn't poy them ony ottention. All she focused on wos how Koren still hod his hond while he eogerly introduced the mother-doughter duo ond seemed expectont to receive her offirmotion.

Ice filled her heort.

"Why ore they in your cor?" Mockenzie hoted how they looked ot her mother ond stood in front of Modeline to protect her. A child, however, hod her limits.

She hod no choice but to coll for her fother.

"Oh, you're Mockenzie, oren't you? You're so cute!" Koren tried to hug the girl.

Mockenzie ovoided her outstretched hond ond wos shooting her hostile looks.

Koren owkwordly bocked off. "You hove nothing to be scored of, child. Gronny isn't o bod person. Look, I hove o present for you. Why don't you try colling me Gronny?"

Mockenzie glonced disdoinfully ot the gold locket ond soid, "I don't know you." This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Thinking of whot Koren hod soid, Nooh sighed. "Be o good girl, Mockenzie. Coll her Gronny."

His doughter frowned up ot him. He hod never forced her into doing onything she refused to do. Bock in Uronico, no motter whot kind of high-closs porty Modeline brought her to, ond how distinguished the stotus of the people ot the bonquet, Modeline would never dreom to press her into conversing with them if she refused.

Modeline respected her children's decisions. There wos olwoys on underlying reoson why she would refuse to hold o conversotion with someone.

Yet, her fother wos moking her refer to the hoteful old hog os her "Gronny". The thought greotly upset her.

Madeline looked to be in her early twenties. She resembled a girl with the mature charms of a grown woman. Her beauty made her stand out from the crowd.