Aggressive Wife

Chapter 69

Noah was in an extremely good mood in the Quinton Corporation headquarters today, and his productivity increased significantly as a result. Very likely, he had not realized that his mind was completely occupied with the fact that his son was now at Madeline's place, and he had to finish his work as soon as possible so he could pick him up.

As a result, when Wayne rushed in frantically with a tablet computer in one hand, he was confronted by the sight of his boss looking into the distance with a relaxed expression and a faint smile.

For a moment, Wayne thought he was dreaming.

"Sir…"

"Yes?" When Noah turned around, he was no longer smiling, and his expression was once more aloof as usual.

Wayne pulled himself together, certain that he had definitely been imagining things. Hurriedly, he thrust the tablet onto Noah's desk. "Sir, we have a problem. There's a hot topic trending on social media right now, saying…well, you'd better have a look at it yourself."

His assistant's awkward expression gave Noah pause, and his expression darkened.

However, all he did was click on the tablet screen. Immediately, a headline popped up, stating boldly, "The Perfect Couple! Imperia's Most Eligible Millionaire Noah Quincy To Tie The Knot Soon!" It was the hottest topic trending on social media right now.

Not only that, the headline was flagged with a flashing red "Hot Topic!" icon.

Noah clicked on the headline, and a carefully edited photograph popped up. It was the picture that the photographer had taken of him, Colton, and Madeline last night. He stopped scrolling and looked at the picture for a moment, then continued reading the rest of the article.

When he saw the multiple well wishes and congratulatory messages responding to the article, he could not help smiling very faintly.

Wayne, who was standing nearby and as nervous as if he were walking on eggshells, caught sight of Noah's smiling expression. Immediately his heart began thudding hard in his chest.

Noah was absolutely furious; there was no doubt about it! The signs were unmistakable.

Wayne was aware he should have taken steps to suppress that headline first before telling Noah about it! The media was truly becoming far too bold these days; this rumor was far too outrageous for words!

"Sir, I'll call them up and make them take down that headline! I've already checked; the organization responsible for it is Galaxy Media. Are we going to buy them over as usual or sue them into bankruptcy?" Seeing that Noah continued to remain silent, Wayne broke out into a cold sweat and hurriedly tried to save his own skin.

"Good job. The headline can stay up."

"Excuse me?" Wayne could hardly believe his ears.

"Oh, before I forget. Galaxy Media is a private company?"

"Yes, it's only been around for less than a year, according to what I've been able to dig up." To Wayne, Galaxy Media was a brash young upstart in the business world; it was high time to teach them the consequences of reckless actions!

"Give them some funding, and let them continue what they're doing."

"Sir…let me get this straight. You're not only going to let them keep that headline up, but you're also going to invest in them?"

Wayne could not make head or tail of his employer's odd behavior. Didn't Noah detest it when people spread false rumors about him? In fact, he hated it most when it was rumors of marriage. In the past, many women had tried to use the gossip tabloids to worm their way into becoming Noah's significant other. Angie aside, every single one of those women had not fared well; they had either been shunned into obscurity or sacked from their jobs. Some of them had even been transferred to the coal mines of Alewell!

What on earth was going on?

"Did I not express myself clearly enough? Or have you become bored with this job, so your work performance is suffering? Do you want to be transferred to Alewell to dig irrigation canals?" Wayne's hesitation finally succeeded in drawing Noah's attention.

"I'll get in touch with Galaxy Media right away!" Wayne turned and fled from the room.

Noah was in an expansive mood, so he did not nitpick at his assistant. Instead, he continued scrolling down the responses to the headline and reading with great satisfaction.

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Suzette and Angie waited in the living room of the Quincy residence for two hours, but Noah still did not put in an appearance.

Suzette felt increasingly certain that something was not right. The servants were all busy with their allotted tasks and ignored both of them. Furthermore, nobody was willing to speak to the pair at all and gave them the strangest glances.

"Mom, something feels off about this. Why hasn't Noah shown up yet? Do you think he's choosing to deny the entire matter?"

"Does he think he can deny something like this just because he chooses to turn a blind eye? Don't worry, we'll wait a little longer." Suzette could see that something was wrong, but this was a golden opportunity. If they didn't take advantage of it, Angie might never be able to become part of the Quincy family.

No matter what, Suzette wanted Noah here to explain himself!

She could not sit still any longer. Just as she got up, intending to look for the butler, she found that Mr. Charles had taken the initiative to approach her first, a clean set of clothes over one arm.

"I apologize for the long wait, Mrs. Grant and Ms. Grant. Mr. Noah has instructed me to prepare this set of clothes for Ms. Grant." Mr. Charles was scrupulously polite. He gestured to the maid standing beside him, and she presented Angie with a white dress.

The garment was simple and elegant in design; it was undoubtedly expensive.

Angie's eyes lit up immediately when she saw her present. Noah had taken the time to prepare a dress for her! Did that mean she had finally succeeded in her scheme? At this point, she practically saw herself as the young mistress of the Quincy household already, and her mind was busy with fantasies of the prestige and respect she would gain.

It was too delightful for words!

"Oh my, this is a beautiful dress! Noah's so thoughtful!" When Suzette saw the dress, she was ecstatic and could not stop herself from gushing.

"Mr. Charles, where's Noah? When can I see him?" Angie enquired in a gentle, somewhat shy voice. Even though she was deliriously happy, she still had to maintain her facade as a gentle, well-bred lady of quality.

She had expected Mr. Charles to treat her with a little more courtesy since she was practically Mrs. Noah Quincy already, but the butler did not even look at her. His attitude toward her was just as coldly dignified as before.

"Ms. Grant, once you've changed into the dress, you may return home. Treat it as a sign of Mr. Noah's courtesy to you."

"What do you mean, Mr. Charles?"

"That's right! What do you mean by asking her to change and then leave? Are the Quincies trying to shirk responsibility for the matter?"

"Mr. Noah said that he was not here in the villa last night. Those were his exact words. Ms. Grant is the person best acquainted with the situation and what happened. However, since this took place within the villa's grounds, we will do our best to fulfill whatever she might want or need."

"Noah wasn't here in the villa? What nonsense is this? Last night he was with me the entire time! How could I be mistaken about that?" Angie felt as if she had been struck by a thunderclap at Mr. Charles's words.

What sort of ridiculous excuse was that?

She and Noah had experienced unbridled passion that lasted all through the night. Had he woken up earlier and thought of this sorry excuse to dismiss her?

How dare he!

"I've already conveyed Mr. Noah's message as requested, Mrs. Grant and Ms. Grant. He also hopes that the Grant family will consider its reputation and not involve the Quincy family any further." Mr. Charles remained courteous as always. With a slight nod, he turned to leave. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

However, before he could depart, Suzette sprang forward and caught hold of his arm.

"Nonsense! Does Noah Quincy think he can drop his pants without consequences and expect Angie to stay quiet? He must be dreaming! Ask Noah to come out here right now and give me an explanation, or I won't leave!"