Chapter 189


    Bruno''s spirits rose as he continued scheming.


    When Noah hade back into Madeline''s life, it was as if the wretched girl had won the lottery, acting


    as if she owned the entire world. She wouldn''t even acknowledge her own father. Now that Noah had


    abandoned her, she no longer had his protection!


    Bruno decided on his course of action. Dusting off the trash that clung to his clothes, he headed


    straight for the Maple Forest Vi with Kingsley in tow.


    When he reached Madeline''s residence, he stood outside and studied it. The more he gazed at it, the


    better it looked.


    "Mr. Bruno, a residence in this area ought to be worth a considerable amount, shouldn''t it?"


    "Of course it is. The three main roads are easily essible from here, and it''s arge vi as well. It''s


    worth one billion, at the very least. Mm, that''s not bad at all. As long as we can find someone


    trustworthy to buy this ce, we''ll have the start-up capital for what we want to do."


    "Mr. Bruno, this is Ms. Madeline''s residence, though. Isn''t it rather inappropriate for us to do that?"


    Even Kingsley was shocked by Bruno''s outrageous scheme.


    "Pah, I raised her! I''m her father, and I''m in difficulties now. What objections could she have to helping


    me out? Anyway, I wouldn''t be in this sorry position now if she hadn''t tricked me!" Bruno indicated the


    dirt and debris on his clothes, feeling perfectly justified in his course of action.


    At Bruno''s reply, Kingsley let the matter drop. After receiving his orders, he quietly contacted the real


    estate agent.


    Bruno felt extremely satisfied when he heard Kingsley making arrangements on the phone and


    swaggered right up to the front door, ringing the doorbell.


    Inside the vi, Madeline was rxing on the sofa, feeling very sleepy. Noah had gone back to the


    company headquarters after lunch, and she had brought Thomas back here with her. She was in a bit


    of a fooda after eating a little too much.


    She was nning on taking a good long afternoon nap when the doorbell began ringing insistently


    without signs of stopping.


    The noise hurt her ears and gave her a headache. Reluctantly, she got up and went to open the door


    groggily. When she saw Bruno standing outside, her headache got even worse.


    "What are you doing here?" Madeline frowned, not bothering to conceal her displeasure. She was far


    too drowsy to engage in a battle of wits with her wretched father. Furthermore, the unpleasant odor


    wafting from Bruno''s clothes was hard to stomach.


    "What do you mean? I''m your father, can''t I show up whenever I like? Move out of the way!" When


    Bruno saw how groggy and disheveled Madeline was, he felt even more certain that Noah had


    abandoned her, and she was now wallowing in self-pity.


    Without waiting for her to speak, he shoved her aside and strode through the door.


    Madeline blinked stupidly at him, and an unpleasant premonition assailed her. Nothing good could


    come from Bruno''s presence here today.


    Meanwhile, Bruno swaggered into the vi and openly cast a covetous nce around. Already, he was


    mentally calcting the value of this ce.


    The vi''s location and architecture was one thing; the interior also had to be taken into consideration.


    If this ce was furnished with expensive luxury items, the price of the


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    entire residence would soar through the roof.


    "Madeline dear, the Quincy family is powerful and their business is worth millions. I''m sure Noah''s


    compensated you handsomely now that you''ve parted ways. He gave you this vi as well?" Bruno


    took another look around, now that he had a clearer idea of how much this ce could be worth.


    At a rough estimate, the vi was worth at least 15 billion dors. On hisst visit, he had been in a


    hurry and not in a position to take a closer look around. He had not expected that Madeline would


    furnish her house with antiques! This was only the ground floor, no less. He was quite sure that the


    other two floors would have tons of expensive items.


    Bruno''s mental calctions filled him with the utmost glee! Once he managed to find a buyer for this


    ce, the Grant family would be able to reverse its fortunes!


    "What?" Madeline stared at Bruno, half-suspecting the man had gone mad.


    "Don''t bother pretending, my girl. I already know that you and Noah have separated!" Bruno could not


    hide his glee as he spoke, as if such a cmity was an asion for celebration.


    "So, what are you nning to do?" Madeline was not in the mood to exin to Bruno that she and


    Noah were still very much together. Instead, she immediately demanded to know the purpose of his


    visit.


    "What am I nning to do? I want to help you safeguard your property, of course! I know all about your


    scandal with that pretty boy; it''s all over social media. Let me drop a word of advice in your ear. Even if


    Noah''s given you a good sum inpensation, you shouldn''t let other people take advantage of you.


    That pretty boy is bad news!"


    Madeline almost burst out giggling. Pretty boy? Joseph could certainly pass for one, provided one


    looked only at his strong jawline.


    "Let''s do things this way. Whatever money Noah gave you aspensation, keep that and use it for


    your living expenses. It would be better to sell this house, though, since it''s definitely pretty valuable."


    "Bruno Grant, are you telling me that you came all the way here this afternoon, just so you could sell


    my house?" Any lingering drowsiness Madeline might have been experiencing dissipated at once.


    What was more, she felt that her eyes had been opened in no uncertain manner.


    She did not know if normal fathers would behave like Bruno if they found out that their daughter had


    been cruelly abandoned and divorced by her husband. Would they hurry over as well, intent on selling


    her possessions?


    Up until now, Bruno had not uttered a single word of sympathy or even tried to console her.


    "Madeline, don''t be so harsh. I''m only doing it for your own good. You should stop assuming my good


    intentions are schemes to swindle you!" Bruno was displeased that his motives had been unmasked so


    quickly.


    "If it''s for my own good, then I think it''s better if I stay put here. It''s a good location, and I don''t n on


    moving any time soon. If there''s nothing else, please do leave." Madeline''s temper rose.


    What sort of shameless person was Bruno anyway?


    "What''s the point of you living alone in this gigantic house? Are you still under the impression that


    you''re a rich man''s idle wife? Anyway, my reputation is in tatters because of you! I don''t even have any


    clean clothes left. Shouldn''t you take some responsibility?"


    "I see. That''s your true motive. You think that I''ve been abandoned by Noah and I’m not under his


    protection anymore, so you hurried over to seize control of my possessions?"


    "So what? If you hadn''t tricked me during that livestream, I''d have been able to reverse my fortunes. All


    I want now is for you topensate me. Is that so wrong?" Bruno retorted eloquently, feeling unusually


    self-righteous.


    "Bruno Grant, are you really my father?" Madeline was so furious her hands were shaking.


    "Of course I''m your father. You ungrateful little snake, you''d refuse to acknowledge your own father just


    for the sake of a bit of money, wouldn''t you?" Bruno''s matter-of-fact admission was like rubbing salt into


    Madeline''s wounds.


    She had really hoped that Bruno would say he was not her real father, so she could deny any sort of


    blood rtion to such a grasping, shameless, unscrupulous man.


    Unfortunately, Bruno had not done so. He was indeed her biological father. Her entire body crawled at


    the thought of such a humiliating bloodline.


    "Very well then. Since you want to sell this house, sell it." Madeline steadfastly suppressed her desire


    to chop Bruno into tiny pieces and forced herself to calm down. She looked at him, her gaze bing


    increasingly colder.


    Since he had stooped to this level, there was no reason for her to be considerate any longer!


    Madeline did not want to bother with Bruno anymore. She went to the bar counter and sat down, then


    pulled out her phone. Rapidly typing a message, she sent it off.


    "You''re serious? Well then, I''ve always said that you were a smart girl, Madeline, even when you were


    little. When I finally turn my fortunes around, I''ll make sure I repay you handsomely!"