Chapter 21
Colton nodded. Madeline was impressed Colton was financially savvy even at such a
young age. She smiled and said, “Well, let’s do it! Let’s buy this stock you suggested.”
Madeline immediately called Albert to invest all 400 million dollars in the stock. Colton was
surprised a stranger who he had only got to know a few days ago would listen to him. She
had also been nothing but nice and patient to him.
Nobody had ever listened to him. Daddy never listened to him; he only listened to Auntie
Angie. He stopped talking since nobody was listening. Even though Daddy had never
scolded him despite Auntie Angie’s accusations, Colton had always felt like he didn’t
belong in his family.
It was the first time someone listened to him, and it was nice. His eyes pricked with tears
of joy as he felt a warm fuzzy feeling inside. Madeline asked with a concerned look, “Colt,
is everything okay? You know you can tell me anything.”
Colton liked Madeline’s gentle voice. He glanced up at her and hesitated for a moment
before shaking his head. He clenched his fists as he choked back his tears.
Madeline’s heart ached. She held his hands and tried to comfort him, “Don’t worry, Colt.
I’m here with you no matter what.” Colton felt safe with her. He began to feel tired and
eventually fell asleep.
After tucking Colton in, Madeline quietly left his room to continue her work. She fired up
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇther laptop and clicked on the surveillance video of the cemetery. Her face fell as she saw a
familiar face on the screen. Angie was at the cemetery.
It was the break of dawn, and Noah was wide awake in his study. He was weary and
frustrated. He couldn’t get Madeline out of his mind; he realized he never actually knew
her.
Noah shook his head. Colton’s teary eyes haunted him as well. He had never doubted
Angie, but now he couldn’t help but wonder if she had mistreated Colton. He wouldn’t
forgive himself if she had.
He sighed. He also had the tracking device found in his car to worry about. All he knew
now was the tracking device was sending location data to a server located in the Grant
residence.
There was a ping from the computer. He leaned forward and saw an alert to open a video
file. His computer had been hacked. Annoyed, he immediately tried to track the hacker,
but he was too late. The hacker did a clean job, and there was nothing useful Noah could
find.
He frowned and opened the video the hacker sent. It was only a minute long, but it was
enough to enrage him. The video showed a man throwing a child over the fence; Even
though it was blurry, Noah could tell the child was wearing Colton’s shirt the day he fell.
Noah was dumbfounded. He quickly took a screenshot of the video and tried to sharpen
the image using the best tool he could find. After multiple sharpening, the image was clear
enough for him to be certain it was Colton in the video. The man in the video looked like
Ronald Klish, who had also gone missing at the cemetery according to Wayne.
Once he had pieced the clues together, Noah was furious. Nobody else could have fooled
him. He underestimated what Angie was capable of. How dare anyone try to kill my son!
“Wayne!” Noah yelled. Wayne immediately entered the study; he was on standby outside
Noah’s study. Seeing Wayne, Noah asked impatiently, “Where is Angie?”
“Sir, Ms. Angie was in Colton’s room earlier, but she left not long after,” answered Wayne.
“I have checked on Colton; he seems to be in a good mood. There is nothing to worry
about, sir.”
Noah showed the video to Wayne and said, “Find this man.” Wayne took a step closer to
watch the video in which Ronald Klish threw Colton over the fence. He was shocked and
outraged by what he saw. “Son of a - How could anyone hurt Colton?”
It was 5 am when the Quincy family cars sped through Imperia streets to seek vengeance.
At the same time, Madeline broke into a small apartment on the other side of the city, her
face hidden behind a mask.
She found the man she was looking for in the bedroom, asleep. She smirked and grabbed
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhim, waking him up. Ignoring his pleas for mercy, she dragged him to the living room and
threw him onto the coffee table. The glass top shattered into pieces behind him.
Ronald groaned in pain as he tried to sit up from the floor. He managed to turn on the
lights and saw the intruder - a masked woman. He was intimidated by the way she glared
at him. He asked in a shaky voice, “Who are you? What do you want?”
He was looking for a chance to run away. “I am here to kill you,” said Madeline coldly, as
she swiftly stepped forward and kicked him down on the floor. She stepped on his chest to
stop him from standing up.
Ronald’s face turned pale. He could hardly breathe with Madeline stepping on his chest.
“Why? Whose order is this? Why do you want to kill me?”
Madeline ignored his questions and turned on a recorder. She asked through gritted teeth,
“Who ordered you to throw Colton Quincy off a cliff at the cemetery?”
“What are you talking about?” Ronald struggled to breathe beneath her foot.“Do I look like
I’m crazy enough to hurt a Quincy family member?”
Irritated, Madeline kicked him again in the chest. “Wrong answer. You only have a chance
left,” she scowled at him and said in a threatening tone, “If I were you, I would be honest.”
“Did Mr. Quincy send you?” Ronald was terrified. “It’s none of your business,” Madeline
frowned, “Tell me who ordered you to hurt Colton Quincy, or I’ll kill you right now.”
“Colton Quincy is well and alive,” Ronald seemed to have given up, “I have never tried to
throw him off a cliff. I have never received any order to hurt him from anyone.”
“Kill me if you don’t believe me,” he stopped struggling and lay motionless on the floor.