Chapter 14
My Wife Is A Masquerade Master
Madison instantly felt disgusted.
She easily got what she once begged to get when she was about to cut ties with him.
However, she didnât want it anymore To avoid any misunderstanding, Madison quickly stepped back. However, as she turned to leave, Neville tightly grabbed her wrist.
e suppressings He seemed to as he coldly said, âMadison, have you had enough of this trickery!â
Creating a âchance encounterâ on the plane was one thing, and now she directly chased him to the hotel he was staying in.
In Nevilleâs mind, she went to great lengths just to see him.
However, Madison, weary of the ongoing drama, was no longer interested in playing games with him.
Her lips twitched. She knew Neville considered every unexpected encounter as her âploy.â
She looked up at him and earnestly said, âNeville, if I knew the business partner Ryan mentioned was you, I would never have come knocking on your door.â
Neville was displeased in his heart, and the force in his grip increased. âExpecting other men, arenât you? Donât forget that weâre not divorced yet. If you want to cheat on me, be prepared to face the consequences!â
Madison couldnât help feeling somewhat angry. He was obviously the unfaithful one. After all, Alison said she was pregnant with his child. Madison didnât expect him to act clueless and still have the audacity to accuse her.
âNeville, you can flirt with Alison, but you wonât allow me to discuss business with male clients. What the F**k is wrong with your mind?
Neville seemed to finally understand the reasons behind her repeated requests for divorce. He furrowed his brows and said, âMadison, you know, Iâve never been good at pleasing women.â
Madison sneered, âYouâre not bad at pleasing women. You just canât be bothered to please me.â
In these three years, she even felt that if he just made up a reason to deceive her, she wouldnât have become so disheartened.
Her indifferent expression made Neville uncomfortable, and he said, âSo, if you are unhappy with something, just say it. Thereâs no need to play games in front of me.â
Madison almost burst out laughing. Did he always think she came here to confront him because she was jealous of Alison?
She suddenly realized that they were not on the same wavelength at all After a while, Madison said seriously, âNeville, once youâve dealt with the matters in Eatonheim, weâll get a divorce.â
Upon hearing the word âdivorce,â Neville couldnât control his emotions. He rudely pulled Madison inside and said, âWe were supposed to talk business, right? How come youâve been standing at the door without mentioning Loveille at all?â
His expression seemed to suggest that if she couldnât state the reasons, she was directing at him.
Madison cursed him in her heart, organized her thoughts, and then took out Loveilleâs bid proposal from her bag, handing it to him.
Neville sat on the sofa, crossed his legs elegantly, and picked up a glass of wine, showing no intention of taking the document. He coldly watched her current submissive posture.
Leaving her there but ignoring the documents was Nevilleâs usual way of humiliating her.
Indeed, when it came to humiliating her, Neville was quite skilled.
Just as Madison was about to explode, Neville indifferently said, âI donât have the patience to look at this useless document. Iâll give you three minutes. If youâre convincing enough, I might consider giving Loveille a chanceâ
Madison took a deep breath and spoke at the fastest pace possible. âAlthough Loveille doesnât have a foundation, it has been popular among women since its establishment. Almost every fashion item would be sold out once it was released and set seasonal sales records. This shows that Loveille has the ability to lead trends in the fashion industry. Moreover, the designers. have an extremely keen sense of fashion, resonating with consumers.â
Neville shook the red wine in his hand and said, âBut Elianna hasnât released any new designs for three years. In these three years, Loveille has been relying on its past achievements. Compared to the oldâ
established Conner Group in the fashion industry, it is indeed lacking in strength.â
Madison said. âThatâs because Elianna retired from the industry three years ago. But please rest assured, Elianna is now coming back, and she will undoubtedly bring a visual impact to the fashion industry. As for the Conner Group you favor, although they have been in the clothing industry for years, they have been on a downward slope in recent years due to the lack of creativity. One is the rising sun, and the other is the setting sun. I believe Fliwip will make a wise choice.â
Watching Madison confidently speak, Neville suddenly felt a bit absentâminded.
In his impression, Madison was gentle and reserved and only knew how to deal with everyday household chores. She rarely interacted with people in high society, to the extent that Nevilleâs friends said Madison had social difficulties.
It meant that Madison was uneducated, stupid, and weak. In the eyes of his friends, Madison could marry him solely because she had given him a kidney.
However, Madison now gave him a different feeling. It seemed like this was her arena, and everyone had to submit to her.
Madison spoke fervently, and when she saw Neville seemingly lost in thought, she couldnât help but feel angry.
She knew that he was deliberately messing with her. Whatever she said, he probably didnât take it to heart.
âMr. Preston, Iâve finished speaking. Is there anything else you want to ask?â Madison said.
She addressed him as Mr. Preston throughout, seemingly creating a clear distance between the two.
Neville furrowed his brows. âIf Ross is in charge of Loveille, why didnât he show up himself? Why send you, someone with zero relation to Loveille, to speak on his behalf?â
Madison felt he was deliberately picking faults and, suppressing her anger, said, âRoss is my boss, and Iâm just doing my job. As for why, please ask him yourselfâ
She was polite to him but addressed Ross by name, which displeased Neville.
He suddenly grabbed Madisonâs wrist, and with a stern gaze, he said, âMadison, didnât I give you enough money? Why work for him?â
Madison drew in a cold breath in pain. She couldnât hold back her anger and shouted, âNeville, you always carry yourself. with such arrogance. I am an independent individual, not a puppet to be controlled by you. My likes and desires are my own freedom!â
Does he think I have no dignity? she thought. âDoes he see me as a toy? Something to amuse him when heâs bored and tossed aside when he loses interest? Sure, I loved him once, deeply. But how could the repeated stabs of cold betrayal to the heart not hurt? Thereâs only so much disappointment I can take before it pushes me to despair, and after despair comes a steadfast resolution to never look backâ
However, for some reason, her eyes were red.
Seeing her red eyes, Neville felt somewhat irritated.
While he was in a daze, Madison suddenly pulled her hand back, but due to the strong force, her bag fell to the ground, scattering its contents, room card, wallet, lipstick, and a bottle of medication.
Neville was the first to pick up the medicine. When he saw what the medication was for, he sneered, âHow much did Ross give you that youâre willing to sell yourself?â
Madison was about to explain when Neville suddenly grabbed her throat, dragging her onto the sofa âWhatever amount he offered. Iâll offer double. Leave him!â Neville shouted.
Madison, almost suffocating from his grip, said in a strained voice, âHave you gone crazy?â
Neville picked up a tie and swiftly wrapped it around her wrists. âMadison, are you trying to degrade yourself? Iâll fulfill you!â