Aggressive Wife

Chapter 430

Chapter 430 Are You Still There?

"Expose him for impersonating Mr. Quincy!" The woman heard Madeline's voice in her ears; she shivered as she thought the place was haunted.

But, since the ghost had helped her just now, she was not afraid of her; instead, she trusted her very much.

So the woman bravely shouted, "He's not Mr. Quincy; he's not this ugly!"

The other women heard her words and all looked at that man; he was still hung on the ceiling, but his makeup was washed off by his sweats. So, most of the women could see clearly that he was a fraudster.

"Quick, go and inform Mr. Larbarcher!" Some of the bodyguards finally realized something was wrong, so they wanted to report to Fred.

One of the bodyguards wanted to hit that woman, but once he reached out his hand, he felt that something grabbed his wrist. He wanted to shake it off, but he experienced great pain, and his hand was cut off neatly from his wrist.

"A…Ah! My hand! My hand!" He held on to this bloody wrist, and he could not stand up due to pain.

"It's haunted! The castle is haunted!"

"Don't kill me! Spare my life!

The rest of the bodyguards actually wanted to save the man hanging on the ceiling, but they were all frightened and fled in all directions.

Madeline spoke into the woman's ear again. "Go back to the room you were in just now."

The woman did not hesitate for a second; she went back to the previous room, and she found a dress in the closet to put it on.

At the same time, Fred arrived with reinforcements. Madeline retrieved the thin, transparent thread on the man, and he fell hard to the ground.

"Go back to your room! Don't leave without permission!" The bodyguards drove the women into their rooms. The rooms were no different than prison cells; they were made up of iron fences, and they could not see the scenario outside of the room.

Fred walked up to the bodyguard with the severed hand, and he squatted down to look at the incision on his wrist. Then he turned to the others and said, "Bring him away."

Two bodyguards immediately stepped forward to drag him away.

Fred walked to the door entrance where Madeline was inside the room, but he merely peered in without going in. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

He motioned to the bodyguards to check if the man was still alive or not.

The bodyguard checked and responded, "He's dead; there's a trace of being strangled by a thin thread on his neck."

Fred's heart skipped a beat, and he pretended to be calm as he glanced into the room. "Ms. Madeline, what a rare guest. You might as well show yourself since you're here."

This kind of high technology was not common in Tiberos, but he knew Madeline owned a lot of such technologies.

He felt that his neck tightened once he finished speaking, and he was hanging in the air like the man just now.

Madeline was sweating profusely, and she tried hard to pull the thread inside the room to hang Fred higher.

My stamina would be much better if I didn't have so much medicine.

"Go get flour. Sprinkle it in the room." Fred pulled the thin thread around his neck and spoke intermittently.

Although the bodyguards were afraid of ghosts, they were even more afraid of the ruthless Fred. So they hurried to look for flour without a second thought.

Madeline realized that something was off, so she quickly tied the thin thread to the iron fence and wanted to escape.

"Block... the room... the door..." Fred could feel the movement on the thread, and he knew that Madeline was about to leave, so he quickly ordered his men to block the door.

What a d*ck! Madeline waved her hands and spread white powder all over Fred's face.

Fred suddenly felt pain on his face as if he was being burned by fire, and the pain spread to his whole body in a while.

"Madeline Grant! I'll kill you! You're just like your mother—both vicious and brutal!" He reached for the thin thread on his neck and loosened it with his hand, so that he could gasp for some air and talk.

But the pain was unbearable on his hands; he felt like if he exerted too much force, his hands would be cut off like the bodyguard just now.

Madeline's eyes widened upon hearing his words. So, there's still more reason why he hates me.

"Mr. Larbacher, the flour is here!" A bodyguard came back with a big bag of flour.

There were two smart bodyguards that tried to support Fred by holding on to the soles of his feet, and they tried hard to rescue him.

Suddenly there was a loud bang in the room, and smoke was everywhere. Fred was rescued once the smoke was cleared. They sprinkled the flour all around the room, but Madeline was nowhere to be found.

Madeline sneaked away during the smoke explosion. Fred stared at a spot in the room, then lifted up a tile and looked at the underground passage.

It seemed like this passage was newly dug; the inner parts of it were still damp.

She was not worried that Fred would catch her in the passage because the technology inside the woman's ear had a recording function, and she got in touch with Jacob and asked him to live broadcast the situation.

And, she also motioned for Jacob to call the police anonymously and send the exact location to the police. Hence, there should be police arriving at the Rose Castle gate now.

Madeline had estimated correctly; Fred thought of climbing into the underground passage, but he had to do it discreetly as he dug this passage secretly without letting Joseph know about it.

But, before he could motion everyone to get out of the room, a bodyguard rushed in anxiously and said, "Mr. Larbacher, the police are here."

Fred's heart throbbed, and he asked the bodyguards to transfer the women to another location.

But the bodyguard continued to say, "The police had surrounded the castle."

"Everyone get out immediately and lock the basement!" He made up his mind and brought all of his men out from the basement.

The women wanted to scream for help, but the vicious bodyguards threatened them.

The woman saved by Madeline tried to speak to the air, "Are you still here?"

The girl next to her was taken aback, and she asked, "Wh... Who are you talking to?"

The woman gestured for her to be quiet, and she asked again, "Are you still here?"

Madeline was running in the passage; hearing the woman's voice, she answered as she panted. "I… I'm still here. Has the police arrived?"

"How do you know the police are coming? They said the police surrounded the castle, but they locked us up in the basement. I'm not sure if the police can find us here. She was sure that Madeline was a ghost.

B… But will a ghost be out of breath?

"Can we call for help? Maybe the police can hear it from outside." The girl asked cautiously, and she found that all the women were looking at her.

Some of them thought that she was crazy, and some put their hope of escaping on her.