Aggressive Wife

Chapter 272

After seriously considering Lisa's suggestion, she decided to see Noah in the Quinton Corporation. It shall be a good idea to heal Noah's heart, which was battered by Mackenzie.

"I am not aware that you have a tattoo on your arm, Mia." Elise's voice sounded with a hint of surprise.

When Madeline turned around, she saw Mia wearing the tailored gown and walking out.

"Gorgeous. It was perfect with a little makeup and as beautiful as blooming roses."

"Elise's excellent workmanship is the point." Mia loved her gown. The difference between the custom- made gown and the ready-made one was evident. But the cost of the former was exorbitant.

Lucas had told her that the clothes would add weight to his name. He had promised Mia that she could choose one of her favorite dresses for the banquet, and a refund would be allowed. Otherwise, she certainly would not pay 2 million for a garment. It was also a special price offered to her by Elise with an exclusive friendship discount of 5%.

"You got the message, didn't you? Each affected customer will receive an extra Camelot and Hale co- brand gown. Yours is ready, and you can pick it up later." While saying that, Elise took care of the details of Mia's gown.

For this reason, Mia has brought Lisa here.

"Can I give Lisa the gown?"

"Yes, of course. Because it's yours, you can give it to anyone you like." Elise said it with disdain.

After hearing that, Lisa was excited. Every piece of clothing from this boutique is extraordinary. Then, when you wear a Camelot and Hale gown, you feel proud.

"I don't have to worry about the gown for the charity dinner now. You saved my life, Mia!"

"Didn't Noah prepare a gown for you?" Madeline asked curiously.

Answering Madeline, Lisa shook her head vigorously. "Mr. Quincy is too busy to worry about something trivial. That's the reason I asked Mia for help. The branded garment provided by the company doesn’t fit me well. That's why Mr. Quincy complains that I wear some weird thing that embarrasses him, so..."

Let's hope that Mrs. Quincy understood that it was not the evil intention to seduce Noah, nor did she want to be in the limelight at the charity dinner.

She had seen that Lisa was trembling and suspected that Thomas' last visit to the office had frightened some secretaries.

Madeline smiled helplessly, and she prepared to go to the Quinton Corporation.

"That rings a bell, Maddie! The tattoo on Mia's arm is so similar to yours..." Elise was stunned and reached for Mia's arm.

Then Maddie stared at Mia's tattoo on her arm. It did bear a strong resemblance to hers.

Her tattoo was stung when she got a scald scar after returning from overseas.

"It used to be a scar for a scald. I find it too ugly, so I wear long sleeves often to cover it up. But Mr. Lucas has complained that she looked mature with how she looked, so there is this tattoo."

What's wrong with the tattoo? Why is everyone so interested in it? Mia wondered if her wild fantasy was true.

Madeline and Elise looked at each other in amazement because they realized Mia had also suffered a burn, which gave her a scar.

"Is there a problem with the tattoo?" Mia asks uneasily.

"It's fine. It's just that the tattoo looks unique, reminiscent of an ancient sign." Madeline prevailed in response.

"Yeah, I think it's unique too. I've searched a load of information but failed to find the meaning." Mia decided to wear long sleeves in the future to cover the tattoo.

I’d better stop imagining being rich. It could be the cause of trouble.

Madeline ordered Albert to investigate Mia when she came out of the boutique.

It was the same time at the Sunshine Villa. Annalise angrily threw everything in her bedroom when she saw her burnt hair.

"You little b*stard! I want to kill you!"

She did not know what was in the bottle she threw. It spread a strange scent throughout the house. It made Annalise feel dizzy and a little breathless. It also triggered itching on her face. It itched so much that she scratched herself violently.

"Auntie, what happened to you?" Mackenzie asked as her head crept in.

"It must be your good work! I want to beat you, little b*stard!"

Annalise pulled her into the bedroom while grabbing a glass bottle from the dressing table and getting ready to pound Mackenzie's head.

The bodyguard arrived just in time. He snatched the glass bottle from Annalise's hand.

"Let go of me! Who do you think you are? How dare you dominate in my house? Do you know who I am?"

The anger was unbearable, Annalise could no longer hold back her rage, and she kicked and punched the bodyguard like a mad woman.

The bodyguard did not dare to fight back, so the scratches were visible on the faces.

"Hands off, Auntie! The guy already got scratches on his face." Mackenzie stepped forward to stop Annalise.

"Little bastard! You don't ever call me Auntie again, or I'll cut your tongue out!" Annalise kicked her away.

"Mackenzie!" She fell to the floor in astonishment. The bodyguard took her in his arms.

"Ms. Solace. Mackenzie is injured, and I’ll inform Sir about this matter."

"How dare you! The fact is, she deliberately put something on my dressing table. The whole mess was caused by none other than her. Please tell Noah the truth, and do not try to cover for that little bastard!"

Annalise, with her fearsomely swollen face, raged furiously. The bodyguard covered Mackenzie's eyes, as Annalise's face might frighten her.

"That little bastard is poisonous in her heart! Why on earth is she so protective?"

"I can not believe those words came out of your mouth, Ms. Solace. I’m sure it will disappoint Mr. Steve Solace when he is aware." Williams was disappointed, for Annalise was becoming more and more of a stranger to him.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Annalise could not suppress her frustration, also coupled with the itch on her face, some ridiculous, stupid words were inevitable.

"I have been taking care of this damn old man for more than ten years, but my efforts have not been appreciated, and he doesn’t trust me! He gives me very little money every month. I’m no better than a beggar. Do you think I should respect him for that?"

Williams shook his head in exasperation. You receive 200,000 dollars a month, and you call yourself a beggar? That's an insult to us as ordinary people!

"Ms. Solace, you'd better clean up the wound on your face."

"Oh, my face is disfigured! Little b*stard, I'm going to kill you! How I'd love to tear your skin too!" Annalise stepped toward Mackenzie.

At last, it was peaceful.

Mackenzie lying on the bodyguard's shoulder blinked her eyes cheekily at the pinhole camera.