Aggresive Wife

Chapter 560

CHAPTER 560 YOU’LL REGRET IT

“Uncle Wayne, did Daddy get in touch with you?” Colton hailed a cab by the road while speaking to Wayne on the phone.

Wayne picked up on something when Lucas’ vehicle got into a car accident on the way to the airport. Wayne had just arrived at the airport, but Noah and the others were nowhere to be found.

“I can’t reach Mr. Quincy. Where are you now?” Noah was not Wayne’s primary concern. He was more worried about Madeline and the three kids as they were everything to Mr. Quincy.

“We’re going to rescue Thomas now. He’s been kidnapped. I’ll text you the address in a bit. Take your men there, but don’t do anything rash.”

Colton informed Wayne in a disciplined manner. Wayne’s intention was to find them and bring them back home, but Colton presented himself with such leadership that it was in Wayne’s instinct to follow him.

The boy was Mr. Quincy’s son for sure. He had the makings of a great leader.

Having no objection, Wayne led his people to the location dropped by Colton.

Mackenzie was thrilled to get ahold of Albert. “Uncle Albert, did you get the GPS location on Thomas?”

The Grants had access to black technology even before Noah came into their lives. Hence, Albert must have had a lot of ways to get in touch with Thomas.

“Yes. From his vitals, he doesn’t seem to be in any danger or harm.”

“That’s good. I got scared for a minute there.” Mackenzie patted her chest in relief.

“Mackenzie, go with Colton to meet with Wayne. I’ll go and look for Ms. Grant.” Albert had information on Madeline’s precise whereabouts.

Madeline was not far from Thomas, but it had been a while since she moved. Judging by the fluctuation of her vitals, she must have encountered a problem.

“Is my mommy in trouble? Call my godfather. Get my godfather to save her!”

“Mr. Quinn?” Albert was confused but said nothing and sprung into action. He ended the call and contacted Xander while sending his men to Madeline for backup.

Madeline was ambushed in an alley. Her exits in the front and back were blocked.

“What do you want?” Madeline cocked her head, trying to buy time as much as she could.

“You know what we want, Ms. Grant. We can promise no harm will come to you and the kids if you cooperate with us,” A male individual, likely the leader of the group, said with a pretentious smile.

Madeline let out a scoff. “Are you working for the Gillians or Laws?”

The person kept a smile on his face. “You don’t need to know who we are. All we need from you is your cooperation.”

“Judging by your lack of sincerity, you must work for Ezra.” Madeline raised her brow.

The man’s smile stiffened. Madeline grinned to herself, knowing that she was right on the money.

Since it was clear that Madeline was stalling for time, the man did not waste another breath with her. At the wave of his arm, the people attacked Madeline from the front and back.

Although Madeline was a better fight than most, she could not hold up for long against professional killers. Nevertheless, she had the advantage of black technology. Her advanced weapons made these people think twice before making a move.

“You have two minutes to capture her alive. It’s a two-million-dollar reward.” The man’s chilling voice echoed along the alleyway.

Madeline cursed the man in her head. “The thing you’re after is not with me.”

“Don’t worry. You will soon reunite with Mr. Quincy.” The man snorted in disdain. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Furrowing her brows, Madeline fired a metal hook up the wall and took flight while scattering a bag of powder. The people below looked up and got powder in their eyes. They covered their eyes and groaned in agony.

Madeline jumped back to the ground and took down most of the killers with tranquilizer darts and a dagger smeared with anesthesia.

The man, who spoke to Madeline, covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief and took a few

steps back before frowning at Madeline.

Curling her lips, Madeline sprinted toward the man. First things first, she got to cut off the head of the snake.

She stopped in her tracks when the man pulled a pistol to her head.

Madeline was wise to put her hands up in surrender. “Easy there. Easy there.”

“I guess I have to take measures into my hands since you refuse to cooperate.” The man then pointed his weapon down and aimed for her knee.

Uh, oh. He meant business.

“Are you sure you want to do that? Are you authorized by the people above? I think you’re going to be sorry.” Madeline nervously gulped.

The man looked contemptuous. “You’ll soon find out who will be sorry.”

“My guess is you!” Madeline shot an arrow right through the man’s wrist.

Following a wail, the man tried to pick up the weapon when someone kicked him in the back. His face hit the ground and skidded a distance away.

The straight blood trail on the ground looked rather gruesome.

Madeline quickly picked the pistol up and hid it in her pocket.

“Are you alright, Madeline?” Xander concernedly examined her from head to toe.

Madeline shook her head. “Thanks to you, I’m okay.”

“Get them!” The man, who got the boot from Xander, furiously pointed at Madeline and Xander and yelled.

There was a sudden surge of thirty people into the alley, completely blocking all exits.

“Can you handle it on your own?” Madeline apologetically looked at Xander.

Xander nodded his head. “I’ll cover you.”

He knew that she wanted to search for Thomas, so he would not stop her.

The familiar chemistry between them stirred something within Madeline. She gave Xander a grateful look before firing her hook up the wall and leaping out of the alley.

Xander stopped any killers from going after her.

He was confined to bed for many years. Xander had been working on his physiotherapy without slacking on the art of self-defense. His skills in physical combat did not match his gentlemanly face.

Standing on top of the wall, Madeline looked back at Xander. With Xander gaining the upper hand in battle, she could relax and take off.

“Where are you, Albert?”

She could not contact Albert before, but they managed to connect through an internal communication device. The phone signal must be jammed.

“Ms. Grant, I’m almost where you are.”

“Go ahead and support Xander. I’m going for Thomas.”

“Ms. Grant, I…”

“It’s likely Mr. Quincy sent Wayne there anyway. We’ll only be spooking them if you come along too.” Madeline hung up and ended the conversation there.

Madeline had no idea that Thomas’ kidnappers regretted taking the little devil back.

An hour ago, someone put something over Thomas’ nose and mouth before taking him away from Colton. It was not that Thomas did not want to cry for help, but the handkerchief over his nose and mouth was laced with chloroform. The energy was sucked out of him the moment he breathed in. He was afraid that he would knock out if he made a sound and breathed in the substance. In the end, he pretended to pass out.

Thank goodness the person stopped pressing the fabric against his nose and mouth when Thomas seemingly lost consciousness.