Aggressive Wife

Chapter 133

It was like the air was sucked right out of Madeline, and she was then thrown out of the wood cabin.

She smashed through the window of the cabin and lay among the shattered glass on the lawn.

Madeline saw stars from the crash.

Amid the haziness, she caught a glimpse of the man, who strangled her with a silver wire, walking out of the cabin.

“Ha! I expected more from the woman who caught LF. That’s a disappointment.” The man in black took strides over to her while speaking in contempt and disdain.

“You’re one of Lone Wolf’s men. So you were the one who kidnapped the Quincies’ young boy?”

Her internal alarm bells prompted Madeline to stay alert.

Propping herself up, Madeline touched her bleeding neck and fixated on the man before her. Her eyes reflected her intent to get blood on her hands.

“That’s right. I’m Vic of Lone Wolf’s men. Lone Fox is my best friend. You will pay for crippling him!”

Fueled with bloodthirst, Vic was ready to pounce on his prey.

“Hold on! Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

“Where’s the Quincies’ boy?” Madeline was not going to shy away from the fight, but she needed to get to the bottom of the children’s location.

“I left him in the cabin. As for where he is now, I have no idea. He won’t go far since he’s injured, so he’s probably eaten by some wild animals.”

Vic offhandedly commented without hiding the contempt on his face.

He caught wind that the woman would come looking for the child if he was taken, so he volunteered to take the job.

It did not matter to him what happened to the kid.

Madeline was exasperated, feeling a rush of blood to her head.

“So you’re saying that you ditched the child to the middle of nowhere. He’s only five!”

“I’m a killer, alright? Why should I provide childcare to the Quincies? Besides, I kidnapped the Quincies’ boy. Why are you making a fuss out of it?”

Finding Madeline amusing, Vic taunted.

“That boy is my son.”

“Oh, my. I couldn’t tell that your connections ran deep with the Quincies. All the more reason I can’t let you walk out of here alive today.” Tension ran along Vic’s facial lines as he stared at Madeline.

“Ha! Do you think you’re off the hook after taking my son? Aren’t you curious how Lone Fox was caught? Well, let me show you.”

Madeline blew on the whistle hanging around her neck.

The whistling startled the birds in the forest.

With the birds scattering, Albert, who was nearby and waiting for Madeline’s signal, rushed to the scene most expeditiously.

Wayne, who was cutting through the back with his men, heard the commotion and arrived with his people.

“Get him! Make him wish he was dead.”

“Yes, Ms. Grant.”

“Got it, Mrs. Quincy!”

Albert, Wayne, and other aides surrounded Vic at Madeline’s orders.

Each and every one of them carried a bow, aiming the arrow at the target.

Despite being hemmed in on all sides, Vic let out a smug laugh.

“Do you think these people are enough to stop me? What a joke!”

“Don’t get your panties in a knot! I’m here as well!” Thirteen gathered momentum by stepping on the branch and leaped off a tree. He landed on Vic’s shoulder.

“I’m sorry, Maddie. I was late because I was busy finishing a fruit.”

Madeline helplessly put her palm on her face. She waved the people off to deal with Vic. All was good so long as they got the psycho.

She pulled out her phone to check on Thomas’ phone signal.

The red dot that was Thomas was still flashing.

Since she was certain that Thomas was nowhere near the kidnapper, Madeline dialed his number.

Although she was about to nail Thomas’ location down, she was unsure how close the brat was to the kidnapper. That was the reason why she tracked the boys down without giving Thomas a message or a call. Madeline feared the phone notification would put Thomas in danger.

The call was quickly connected.

On the other end of the line, Thomas sounded rather excited.

“Mommy, you finally called me! I sent you a lot of text messages, but you didn’t reply to any of them. I thought nobody wanted the lovable kid that I am anymore.”

Thomas’ whining came through on the other end.

“Where are you, Thomas? Are you with Colt?”

Madeline asked while gripping the phone. She was all over the place.

Her worst fear was that they were not together, and something had happened to Colt.

“Ah, I guess you found out. That’s right. Your precious son – me – just saved Colt. Am I cool or what, Mommy?”

Thomas showered himself with compliments. The boy’s cockiness knew no boundaries as it could feel without his presence here.

It was that smug confidence that gave Madeline assurance.

“Yes, you are! You’re so cool, Thomas! Tell me where you are now. Are you safe?”

The praise came from Madeline’s heart.

Her little devil spawn had his moments.

“We’re in a cave half a mile away West of the cabin. Colt and I are safe. Between you and me, my lil’ brother is pretty good at roasting potatoes. I don’t want to admit to it, but it tastes really good…”

Thomas suddenly turned down his volume to tell her a secret.

It was there and then that Madeline knew the kids were out of harm’s way.

“Stay there. I’ll pick you up once I take care of the bad guy.”

“Alright! You can do it, Mommy!” Thomas cheerfully screamed.

While the boy was not looking, Colt took over the phone.

“Stay safe, Mommy.”

“Sure.”

Madeline felt warm and cozy inside when she heard Colton’s voice.

She hung up the call and decided to get Thomas to modify Colt’s phone after all this was over.

Colt’s phone had been altered so that the boy could keep up his interest in finances and stocks. Nevertheless, it had slipped Madeline’s mind to install a better GPS signal and tracking.

Madeline took a few seconds to gather her thoughts.

She then turned on her heel and returned to the “battlefield”.

Vic was surrounded, and a golden mesh, the same used to capture Lone Fox, hung against him.

His face was black and blue.

Now she got him!

Standing on the sidelines, Madeline mimicked Vic’s taunting smile and pressed a button to activate the golden mesh.

Caught unawares, Vic experienced an electric shock and collapsed to the ground.

At the same time, the mesh contracted, binding Vic up.

“How is it? Now, do you know how Lone Fox was captured?”

“You don’t play fair, woman!”

Trapped in the mesh, Vic was weak from the electric shock.

Although Vic put on the tough talk, the discoloration on his face was apparent.

At a closer inspection, they could see beads of sweat falling off his head.

“Ha! What a joke! Why should I play fair with a killer who picks on a kid?”

“You!”

“You’re a nutcase. I’m being kind for not killing after what you did to my son!”

Standing before Vic, Madeline looked him dead in the eye and pressed the button every now and then. She told Albert to hang Vic on the tree when the latter passed out.

“Albert, do we have a function for the mesh to initiate the electric shock once every ten minutes…”

Vic, who was forcefully woken up, was fuming to hear those words.