Aggressive Wife

Chapter 403

Chapter 403 Yacht Trip

"Colt, it's not fair to say that. We're still kids. Daddy and Mommy gave us money but that doesn't mean we can splurge. Do you know how big two million dollars is? When my mommy first arrived in Uranica, she had nothing. She washed dishes and earned less than 100 dollars per day."

Thomas tried to unbury Colton but Colton wouldn't let go of the sheet. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

"Daddy never cares how much I spend anyway. Mommy also said I could spend my money however I like. Also, that's not your mommy. That's my mommy too," said Colton glumly from under the sheet.

Thomas was taken aback by Colton's response. He stopped and decided to sit by Colton's bed. "Colt, I wasn't trying to reprimand you. I just want you to know that two million is not a small amount."

"So? When Angie spanked me, the woman came to protect me. I want to help her. Go tell Daddy if you want. He will take your side anyway because he only likes you. He doesn't like me!"

"That's not true, Colton. We are all Daddy's kids. Daddy loves you!" Thomas resumed the task of uncovering Colton from the duvet.

Colton let go suddenly and shoved Thomas out of his bed. "No need to cry crocodile tears here. I know you're here to take Daddy away from me!"

Thomas fell hard on the ground, his head made a loud thud. Colton panicked. He wanted to get down to check on Thomas but he stopped halfway through. Thomas rubbed the sore spot on his head. He didn't know why Colton was so mad, but he knew to avoid Colton now.

"I didn't know she was that important to you. Sorry," Thomas apologized after a while. But Colton didn't give any response.

Meanwhile, in a dim room, a man with a pair of headphones on overheard the entire conversation. The woman who met with Colton just now stood beside him. She mocked,

"See? I told you he's gullible, didn't I? How smart can a five-year-old child be?"

The man glanced at the woman. "You know nothing. This is our only chance. It's best if we err on the side of caution."

"All right, all right. Are you reassured now?"

The man stared at the screen before him. Judging from the exchange the kids just had, Colton was not suspicious of them at all. But he couldn't cast the doubt away. Was the son of Noah as simple as it seemed?

"Stop overthinking now. I raised Colton. He was autistic. He loved to ignore everyone. His condition improved, but not a lot. Haven't you asked the staff members who work in the villa? They all said that he is quiet," stated the woman impatiently.

The man glared at the woman. And the woman's tone softened. "For a household with more than two kids, in-fighting among the children is very common. Not to mention that Mr. and Mrs. Quincy were separated for a long time. Naturally, they will favor the kid that they spend the most time with. So of course Colton wanted to get rid of his siblings. You said he is precocious, didn't you? Maybe Colton is worried that his siblings would be there to take his share of the inheritance."

The last bit convinced the man. Right, for a rich family, everyone wanted the biggest slice of the cake. Colton was the undisputed heir of the Quinton Corporation. But now, he had two siblings. He would be pissed, wouldn't he?

"All right. Just proceed with the plan." The man waved his hand, and the woman left the room.

The next morning, Madeline woke up gasping for air. The first thing that entered her field of vision was Noah's handsome face. Well, she also found the reason for her breathlessness. Noah was just pinching her nose. Madeline swatted at her husband half-asleep, trying to push him away.

Finding Madelline's reaction adorable, Noah smiled. "Wakey-wakey. The kids are waiting for you."

"But I'm so sleepy." Madeline slept fitfully last night. She didn't feel like getting up at all.

"Then let's postpone the yacht trip," suggested Noah.

Madeline immediately sat upright, even though her eyes were still closed. "No, we promised them we would go out today. I'll get up now."

Madeline said that but she didn't move an inch, as if she fell asleep while sitting. Noah shook his head in disbelief. He then proceeded to carry Madeline to the bathroom in his arms.

"Here. Brush your teeth now." Noah delivered the toothpaste-laden electric toothbrush to Madelline's lips.

Madeline opened her mouth and brushed her teeth. She felt more awake now. Then, she wrestled out of Noah's embrace and washed her face. Noticing Noah who was looking at her by the door frame, a mischievous notion crept into Madelline's mind. She splashed some water on Noah's impeccable face. And then, a war ensued. Noah and Madeline were both soaked. The bathroom was all wet, as if they just had some strenuous activities inside.

After a short while, Madeline grew tired. She blushed at Noah, whose sinewy physique was in full display under his now see-through white t-shirt.

"So childish," protested Madeline jokingly.

"Yes, yes. I'm the kid here. Get changed now. Don't catch a cold."

Madeline did what she was told. Looking at Madeline's joyful little hops, a bright smile appeared on Noah's face. The triplets already had their breakfast when the couple went downstairs. They were waiting and groaning impatiently. Dylan and Andy were there too.

Noah was always a punctual person. Thanks to a certain person, he was late today. Madeline felt bad, so she jogged to the dining table and wolfed down her breakfast.

Noah sat beside Madeline and poured her a glass of milk. "Slow down now. No one is rushing you."

"They are."

"So what?" Noah snatched Madelline's handbag. "They can wait. Remember to chew and swallow properly."

Madeline still stuffed her mouth full like a hamster. After ten minutes or so, they finished their breakfast. Everyone gathered in the garden before departure.