Aggressive Wife

Chapter 520

Chapter 520 I’m The Culprit

Wilbur initially had plans to leave the room and investigate the bodyguard's claim that the surveillance footage had been erased. Right after he left the room, he bumped into Wilda.

Anxiety could be seen in Wilda's expression. She pulled Wilbur to the side and asked, "Dad, have you seen Mr. Quincy?"

Wilbur's gaze darkened slightly.

His daughter had always been close to her mother; even a small sneeze would send her into a panic for days. But today, despite the significant incident that had occurred, she had not even gone to check on her mother yet.

He began to consider the person who had earlier locked them in the room, uploaded that video online, and deleted the surveillance footage.

Wilbur's expression became even grimmer, and he felt a chill run down his spine. He was almost certain that Wilda and Noah had conspired to frame him for what had happened today.

Therefore, in addition to the usual coldness and disdain in his eyes when he looked at Wilda, there was also a hint of murderous intent.

"Isn't Mr. Quincy with you?" Wilbur asked.

"He was with me earlier, but I didn't see him when I went downstairs to soothe the guests. He probably went to the restroom. I was looking for Mr. Quincy because Mr. Frazier downstairs asked me to introduce Mr. Quincy to him."

Wilda noticed the subtle change of expression on her father’s face, which made her feel even colder on the inside. She hurriedly makes an excuse for Noah.

Even though Wilbur had a cold sneered on his insides, his face did not reflect it.

He said, "Your mother is injured. I just had a doctor examine her. I'll go downstairs to meet Mr. Frazier while you go see how she is doing."

"What happened between you and mom? Why did our house start burning out of nowhere? How long will the visitors be imprisoned in the villa?"

Wilda did not have a chance to ask her father these questions before because the circumstances in the villa were chaotic. She realized she would not get any answers even if she asked when she saw Wilbur's expression.

As expected, Wilbur frowned his brows annoyingly. He reprimanded, "Do I have to report everything to you? All you care about is a married man. Your mother is badly injured, and she has loved you dearly for years. You're a disappointment to your mother!"

Wilda wanted to rebuke him so badly.

My mom was hurt while she was with you. Neither did you stay in the room to care for her or go downstairs to pacify the guests. What were you doing? And now you're turning around and blaming me! Do you remember that when you accused me of being worried about a married man, you had just drugged Noah and me?

Wilda was enraged, but she ultimately kept her mouth shut and turned to head back toward Elena's room. She was tired of arguing with Wilbur.

What else did he care about, other than their wealth, in the more than twenty years since I was born? I must be crazy if I think I can still elicit some love and attention from him.

Wilbur stayed upstairs after Wilda left. He remained motionless in the hallway for some time before going back to Shane's room.

Wilbur reasoned with himself, my daughter had piggybacked on Noah’s success. They had caused so much trouble today to force me out of the family business. I could not just sit here and do nothing. I have to quickly take the position of the family head to be completely worry-free.

After he entered the room, Wilbur locked the door and then checked the closet and bathroom again.

Then he cut Shane's hand on the back with the fruit knife he had just picked up from the table.

Shane woke up in pain. He saw Wilbur pointing a bloody knife in his direction.

He questioned with a tinge of pain and fear in his eyes, "What are you doing? Are you going to murder your own father?"

"Dad, why would you think that? I won't harm you. I just need you to sign this will, and I promise I won't do anything to you," Wilbur pulled out a will he had prepared earlier and asked Shane to sign it.

Shane trembled all over due to his rage. He threw that will at Wilbur's face and yelled, "You ungrateful son!"

"Dad, you better work with me, or your beloved granddaughter will suffer. Do you know where she is right now? She is lying in Mr. Quincy's bed. She's in Mr. Quincy's bed. All I need is one phone call and she will be ruined," Wilbur said.

Initially, Wilbur intended to drug Wilda and then threatened Shane by making a video of her. Sadly, Noah disrupted his plans. Therefore, he had to rely on verbal storytelling to convince Shane that

something had happened to Wilda.

"You beast! She's your daughter!"

Shane had always known that this son of his was ambitious and harbored resentment toward him for all these years of favoring Wilda. He did not, however, anticipate that Wilbur would go so far as to threaten him with his own daughter!

"I have no other option, Dad. Do you realize how long Noah and Wilda have been together? She drugged me and posted my scandal online before the banquet ended. They want to drive me out of the family. What can I do?"

"I’m still alive. I'm still in charge of the family!" Shane said as he got up from the bed.

When Wilbur recognized that Shane was still attempting to defend Wilda, he pushed Shane off the bed and used the knife to cut the skin on his neck.

"You made me do this! Dad, rest in peace. When you're gone, then I can truly enjoy my life."

Wilbur finally decided to raise the knife and stab Shane in the chest after much deliberation.

Shane tried to stop him with his quivering hand. The tip of the knife pierced Shane’s palm, and blood dripped onto his face and mixed with his tears.

"Tsk! Tsk! Your family has had so many scandals. I don't even need to eat at the banquet, just watching the show alone is enough to satisfy me."

Lone Wolf recorded the scene on his phone while he stood at the door.

Wilbur was so frightened that his face went pale, and he loosened his grip on the knife. He went crazy and wanted to attack Shane again the next instant.

Lone Wolf mocked, "With the strength of Mr. Wilbur's psychological resilience, you could succeed in anything you set your mind to. Is it necessary for you to do this?"

Wilbur's knife was snatched from his hand by Lone Wolf through the golden thread in his hand.

Wilbur shook all over when he heard the door slam shut.

When Shane was able to move again, he viciously slapped Wilbur.

When Wilbur turned around, he saw Noah standing there. He glared at Noah with blazing rage in his eyes. He berated her, "It was you! I knew it! You conspired against me with that b*tch!"

Noah frowned slightly. Madeline interrupted Noah before he could speak.

Madeline crossed her arms in front of her chest and looked disdainfully at Wilbur. She said, "Does Noah really need to team up with anyone to deal with you when each of you only thinks about their own benefit?" Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

Wilbur had looked into Noah's background in advance, he recognized Madeline and deduced her identity from Noah's protective posture toward her.

"Have you not noticed how intimately they were acting in public? How could so many things have happened to my family today if the two are not planning a conspiracy against us?"

Noah looked nervously at Madeline. He wanted to convey to her through his gaze that Wilbur was purposefully attempting to sow discord. Neither did Madeline look at him or get his message from his glance.

Madeline confessed, "Oh, I'm the one to blame for your family's predicament."

Madeline shrugged and looked at Wilbur with her innocent and beautiful eyes. She had angered Wilbur to the point where he could not catch his breath.