Aggresive Wife

Chapter 378

Chapter 378 Noah’s Miscalculation

While Madeline was carrying Xander out from the research site, they were welcomed by Trenton’s reinforcement, causing another fight to break out. As Madeline was getting exhausted by the fights and worried about Xander’s grave condition, she called out to Lone Wolf, “Lone Wolf, distract the men outside for me.”

She knew that it was a great opportunity to catch Trenton, but she dared not risk Xander’s life for it.

“No way, woman! I managed to corner Tristan though! I must get my revenge on him!” Lone Wolf had decided to put an end to Trenton’s life, but Madeline's resolute and worried stance prevented him from doing so. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

“I’ll have Noah free your brother and share with you half of the research findings! Distract those men for me now!”

“Mommy, daddy’s having a fever,” Mackenzie whispered after touching Xander’s forehead. Madeline had just assisted Xander by applying a makeshift bandage to his wound, but with the constant ducking of gunshots, Xander's wound was bound to reopen. Soon, Xander’s blood had already seeped through the bandage.

“Fine, I’ll let him go for your sake.” Although unwilling to do so, Lone Wolf eventually retrieved his Golden Threads and left the passageway with the others, not forgetting to lock the door.

Trenton, on the other hand, was hiding behind a boulder. He had become physically frail due to the infection and his many injuries. If Lone Wolf had persisted to fight him, Trenton would have died.

“Trenton, here.” Cameron crawled out from the pile of dead bodies and extended a hand to Trenton, helping him to his feet. As he did so, he caught sight of Trenton's menacing glare directed toward the site exit. “Tell the others to not let a single one of them get out of here alive,” he ordered.

Cameron, who had previously been defeated by Madeline, naturally agreed with Trenton’s command. “Roger,” he replied. “Our men had received a blueprint for this mansion’s layout. There should be another exit in here.”

Cameron led Trenton to the door he had blown open earlier with explosives. Trenton stood at the door and looked up as he smirked. “It's just getting more exciting from here on out.”

By the time Noah brought reinforcements back to the mansion, he saw that the fighting was far from over. Everyone was eager to kill each other. Noah’s heart sank as he saw the ruined entrance and the scattered furnishings. How did things turn out this way? It was impossible! He had deployed an excellent team of veterans, whom he had spent more than a decade training them in Uranica. It would take a miracle for Trenton’s men to break into the mansion, but the chaos in front of him proved otherwise and broke his heart all the same.

In a panic, Noah sprinted into the site, where he saw the blown-up entryway and immediately feared for the worst. Neither Madeline nor the children were here. Noah swiftly seized onto one of the men fighting and pressed a gun onto the man’s forehead as he questioned, “Where are the children?”

Evidently siding with Trenton, the man scowled back at Noah without responding. A stray bullet soon ended his short life. Once the fighting died down, Noah’s men surveyed the area and reported that Madeline’s army was wiped out, leaving only Trenton’s forces.

“Mr. Quinton, we’ve searched through every inch of the mansion but we’ve yet to find Madeline and the children,” the bodyguard reported while wanting to lend a hand when seeing Noah staggered into the research site.

Staring at the destroyed site, Noah reminisced when Thomas and the kids would play in there. He held back his tears as he ordered his men to bring Trenton’s men forward to be tortured and interrogated. Screams and crying pleads echoed throughout the site. Sadly, Noah was not able to obtain useful information from Trenton’s group of mercenaries as they were recruited hastily, so they did not know

much about Madeline and the others; they were simply tasked to capture every single person in the mansion.

“Tell us everything you know or we’ll use the hard way to make you speak!” One of the bodyguards picked up a scorching hot metal piece before walking toward one of the mercenaries. The foreign mercenary, shaken by the sight before him, began pleading for mercy.

“Please, I beg of you! Don’t do it! I’ll tell you everything!”

“Spill it out if you’ve seen the kids.” Noah approached the mercenary and stared coldly at him as if he was the Grim Reaper himself.

“All I saw was a girl. She was with another woman who was carrying a man who appeared to be gravely hurt. They fled the mansion and hop onto a land rover,” the mercenary explained.

Noah’s finger on the gun’s trigger trembled as he asked, “How was the woman? Was she also badly hurt?”

“Her clothes were stained by blood, but I don’t know if the blood was hers or the man’s. However, the girl seemed to be unharmed.” The mercenary looked pleadingly at Noah, hoping that the information he gave would get him out of here alive.

Unfortunately, Noah took a step forward and shot him without hesitating. He dared not ask where Thomas and Colton were besides the girl. Were they caught by Trenton, or did Madeline help them to escape?

“Check the surveillance footage. Find Madeline’s whereabouts,” Noah ordered whilst trying to avoid getting overwhelmed by his emotions.

“Yes, sir.”

While some of his men went about carrying out his command, others returned to report, “Mr. Quincy, the majority of the people in the mansion were Trenton’s mercenaries, but there were not a lot of casualties for Madeline’s side either.”

The number of casualties seems minimal; might this be because nobody was present to defend them? Noah shuddered at the thought of what it must have been like for Madeline and the others. He grabbed the arm of a dead mercenary and said, “I want you to find anyone with this tattoo and report back to me on how many there were.”

Noah had detained two hundred men, which was impossible for Trenton to gather in a short amount of time. Before long, his bodyguard returned. “Twenty men, sir.”

Noah went to check on those men and noticed that three of them were the troop leaders he had assigned. There were supposedly six troop leaders, so it meant that the remaining three had led their squads to betray him. Noah was bewildered; he had worked hard to train these men who were given to him by his mother. Why would they betray him now of all times? Despite that, Noah was firm in tracking down the traitors and making them pay for their treachery.

“Mr. Quincy, we discovered the whereabouts of Mrs. Quincy,” his bodyguards reported upon returning back from the investigation. Noah’s face beamed and hurriedly ran out of the mansion to his car. He then navigated his way to the private mansion his men had reported to him about. As he drove, he prayed for the safety of Madeline and the children. Otherwise, he would live a life of regrets and woe.