Chapter 117
Madeline and Noah spoke simultaneously, and Dylan covered his mouth to conceal shock
and sprinted into the elevator at the speed of light.
Hehe! Even their tempers were becoming increasingly similar—the way they admonished
him was the same.
He should not have lingered there for too long, though. He'd better go tell Colt the good
news!
Only Noah and Madeline remained in the living room downstairs after Dylan had left.
For a brief moment, the atmosphere devolved into awkwardness.
"It's not at all funny, Noah, to make such a joke. Never, ever make such jokes again."
"One day, you'll know whether I'm kidding or not."
"You..." Madeline was about to retort when her stomach growled, betraying her.
"You must be hungry. I'll make another omelet for you." With a loving smile on his face,
Noah gave her a pat on the head before entering the elevator.
Madeline's heart was in shambles.
…
Meanwhile, Suzette returned from James' place early in the morning at the villa on the
outskirts.
Bruno hurled a glass at her as she stepped over the threshold, dangerously close to hitting
the doorway.
"What's the matter, Bruno?" Suzette evaded the attack with the glass. She walked toward
Bruno, carefully stepping over the pieces of broken glass on the floor.
However, she unthinkingly maintained a certain distance from him due to her innate need
for defense.
"Still remember to return? Where have you been the entire night?"
"Where else can I go if not to settle our daughter's affairs? Why are you losing your
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇttemper at such an early hour?" Suzette's tone was somewhat coquettish.
"How dare you bring up that bitch! She went on a date with Jerry yesterday and cut off all
communications as soon as she left. She hadn't answered the phone and hadn't
responded to text messages, and had been missing all night. Where the hell is she? You'd
better hurry up and give her a call. I need her to explain what's going on!"
"The investment funds she promised yesterday have yet to arrive! Not even a penny!"
Bruno was about to die of rage. He had given so much of his time and heart to raising her,
but she turned out to be such an asshole. What a tragedy!
He had been up all night last night from excitement, believing that he would receive his
investment fund immediately.
"Don't worry, Bruno. I'm going to call Angie right away." Suzette understood where Bruno
was coming from. He was only worried because the investment funds hadn't arrived yet.
Angie is incredibly reckless. Even though she is having a blast with Jerry, she still needs to
take calls from home.
Suzette immediately looked up Angie's phone number and dialed it as soon as she had
that thought.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is not in service..."
Suzette's heart began to race as she listened to the recorded message on the phone.
She was well aware that Angie's phone would never be turned off. What was going on?
"Did you get the phone call through her? What's with the dithering?" Bruno inquired
impatiently.
Despite his flustered expression, he hoped Suzette could get the call through so she could
help him ask when Jerry's money would arrive!
The Grant Corporation's current financial crisis was worsening. He couldn't wait any
longer!
"Her phone has been switched off... Angie never turns off her phone, Bruno. Do you think
something happened?" Suzette muttered worriedly while holding the phone.
"What? It's been turned off? How could she have turned it off?! What does she mean by
that? She doesn't want to obtain the funds for me, does she?" When Bruno realized Angie
had turned off the phone, he charged forward, snatching the phone from Suzette's grasp.
He was about to hurl the phone after hearing the clear intercept message, but luckily,
Suzette was quick on her feet. She managed to stop him and get her phone back in one
piece.
James had purchased the phone for her. She couldn't afford to let Bruno ruin it like that
now that money was tight.
Otherwise, James would be upset if he found out!
"Don't worry, Bruno. Perhaps Angie had been out late with Jerry the night before and had
run out of battery. Oh, yes. I got Jerry's phone number from Angie the other day. Do you
want me to call him instead?"
Suzette looked up at the flustered Bruno. She applied quick thinking. She quickly devised
a new plan to appease his rage.
"You think you're the only one with Jerry's phone number? I've already called, and the
phone is also turned off!" That cretin. Was he considering stealing his daughter from him
uncompensated?
With his teeth clenched in anger, Bruno thought furiously.
"Hey? It connected! Jerry has turned on the phone, Bruno!"
"Who is this? It's still early in the morning. I'm still sleeping." When Suzette called for the
third time, Jerry finally answered the phone irritably.
"Jerry, it's me. I'm Angie's mother. Did I disrupt your sleep? I sincerely apologize..." Suzette
made every effort to smile while on the phone.
Bruno trotted up to her as soon as he heard the call had been answered. He motioned with
his hands and eyes to Suzette to inquire about the investment fund.
"Angie's mother? Oh, Auntie Suzette, what's the matter?" Jerry became so inebriated last
night that he passed out on the street. He spent the night sleeping on the street before
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbeing picked up by his family. He'd only just awoken and was still dazed.
He sat up straight on his bed in a gesture of respect for Angie's mother once he realized it
was her.
"It's like this, Jerry. Angie didn't come home last night, and we couldn't reach her on the
phone. I'm wondering if she's with you." Suzette inquired cautiously, her tone as gentle as
she could be.
"Angie? No, my butler told me yesterday that when they found me, I was the only one on
the side of the road! Aunt Suzette, you need to speak with Angie about this. In any case,
I'm her man. How could she abandon me on the side of the road in the middle of the night
and go off by herself? Can she afford to make up for me if I turn into a popsicle?"
Jerry complained to Suzette with a hint of resentment as he scratched his head and
remembered the event from last night.
"Huh? You mean Angie isn't with you? So, where has she gone? Angie is very fond of you.
She wouldn't have left you alone on the side of the road in the middle of the night. Is there
a misunderstanding here, Jerry? Perhaps something had happened to my Angie?"
Suzette immediately voiced her concerns because she had bad intuition.
"Don't be worried, Auntie Suzette. I'll go find her right away!" Right now, Jerry was fully
alert. Yes, Angie did love him very much. She couldn't possibly abandon him.
Something had to have happened!
With that in mind, he got up immediately, grabbed a shirt at random, and was ready to go.
He soon discovered, however, that he was trapped inside the room. "Hey!" he exclaimed,
"Who locked the door? Quickly unlock and open the door for me!"
Suzette sensed something was wrong on the other end of the phone when Jerry slammed
the door violently.
Her heart grew cold in an instant.
Jerry appeared to have been locked up once more, so Angie…
When the villa's door was abruptly opened from the outside, Suzette was deeply
preoccupied with her worries.
A stylish, elegant woman entered the room with several bodyguards surrounding her in a
grandiose style.