Chapter 417: Chapter 418

CHAPTER 418 DON’T BRING STRANGERS HOME

Following Dylan’s teasing, Wayne covered his face and withdrew from the room to avoid blood

spattering on him.

Noah looked menacingly at Dylan for a while until Dylan had to feel around his neck. Sensing

something amiss, Dylan added, “I trust in Maddie’s character. She has never had another guy in her life

in the past five years. She would have taken you back if you had not given her the silent treatment.”

Wayne, who was one foot out the door, staggered back. Dylan was better off not talking his way out of

the situation. He was only hitting Mr. Quincy where it hurt.

“Elise got her eye on another man,” Noah suddenly said with a taunting smile across his lips.

Dylan blew up. “W…What does it have to do with me? It’s not like she has a good eye on men.”

“He’s pretty good-looking. They are living together now.” Noah unhurriedly poured himself a drink. The

haze over his eyes shielded others from peeking into his emotions.

Dylan had no idea what had gotten into him. His heart was racing, and he was freaking out for no

reason at all.

“No way. How can she allow a random man to live at her place?”

“Really? How did you let yourself into her place? Was it with your looks? People can get sick and tired

looking at even the most handsome face every day. Besides, it’s been a while since you’ve seen her.”

Hiding away his emotions, Noah put the spotlight on Dylan instead.

Dylan was thrown further into a fluster. “I’m going to give her a call now.”

“Put it on speaker,” Noah said.

With Dylan giving him a skeptical look, Noah emotionlessly explained, “I can be your advisor.”

Although Dylan had a lack of trust in Noah in that respect, it was better than nothing. Dylan had to rely

on Noah for ideas.

The phone call was made, but no one answered on the other end of the line. Dylan’s throat was in his

throat.

Elise was busy serving a drink to Clinton. She fawningly asked, “Do you really have no place to go?”

Clinton nodded his head, but his eyes were fixed on Madeline. “The hate comments online are getting

out of hand. My agency wants me to play along and hype the whole thing up. I can’t take it anymore. I

don’t want to go back.”

“Just stay here then. We have a lot of rooms…” The look on Madeline’s face stopped Elise from talking

further.

Your phone is ringing, Auntie Elise.” Colton found Elise’s phone ringing while passing by the coffee

table. He was helpful enough to bring her the phone.

Elise looked at the caller ID on the screen and frowned. The call ended before she could pick up.

The call came in again when Elise was just about to put down the phone and persuade Madeline to let

Clinton stay. It was Noah this time.

“Maddie, why is Mr. Quincy calling me?” Confused, Elisa inquired.

Madeline looked over and answered, “Ignore him.”

Elise then put down the phone and turned a deaf ear to the call.

“Why isn’t she picking up, Noah?” Dylan scratched his head, feeling anxious and baffled.

He did not get under Elise’s skin lately. Why was she not taking his calls out of nowhere?

Was it because there was a pretty boy living at her place?

Nevertheless, Noah took the news worse than Dylan. Elise would never have the guts to turn down his

phone call. The only explanation was that Madeline was beside her and told her not to pick up the call.

“Come and figure something out for me, Noah. What do I do now?” Dylan circled Noah in panic.

Dylan’s yapping gave Noah a headache. “She’s not your girlfriend. So why do you care if she’s living

with someone else?”

Dylan was taken aback. “Oh, yeah. What does it have to do with me if she’s living with someone else?”

Still, the whole thing did not sit well with him.

With a sour face, Noah pushed Dylan away and made a beeline to his bedroom.

Lying on the sofa, Noah made a video call to Colton. Noah did not want to let the kids know that he was

having troubles with Madeline in case they would get worried. Nevertheless, he had to count on his

sons to get in touch since he had no contact with Madeline.

“Daddy.” Colton’s flat tone gave Noah the illusion that the boy could see through his thoughts.

“Are you home?” Noah made small talk.

“Yeah.” Like Noah, Colton kept his sentences to a minimum. It was hard for the conversation to go on.

The father and son stared at each other through the screen, and it was awkward.

“What is your mommy doing?” It took a while before Noah made his intention known. Colton probably

would not get it if Noah kept it vague.

Colton looked out. “She’s tidying up a room for a new guy.”

Noah drew a deep breath to ease the raging fury within. “What new guy?”

“They met at the airport. He’s a celebrity and a fan of Mackenzie’s. Mommy and Auntie Elise like him a

lot.” The question was enough for Colton to figure out the reason behind his father’s call.

Colton had put his spin into it to light a fire under Daddy’s ass so that he could return from abroad at

the earliest.

“It’s dangerous to bring a stranger home. You should work together with your siblings to keep your

mommy safe,” Noah hissed through clenched teeth.

Colton played it dumb. “He’s a nice guy. He’s not dangerous at all.”

“You never know people. I taught you that.” Noah loosened his neat tie and peevishly took a chug out

of a glass of cold water.

“But…”

“No buts. You should make him leave right now. That way, you’ll be safe.”

“Lunchtime, Colt.” Madeline appeared at the door. Everybody surrounded Clinton with questions in the

living room while Colton abruptly left for his room. Madeline was worried about it.

Nevertheless, the kids must want their space as they grew, so she wanted until lunch to call Colton.

She could relax now that she saw him peacefully sitting by the bed.

“Mommy.” Colton remained still by the bed.

Madeline stepped into the bedroom and closed the door behind her before approaching Colton. She

asked tenderly, “What’s the matter?”

She assumed that Colton was missing Noah since the boy grew up with the man. It was perfectly

normal that he could not get used to the long distance and time apart.

“Mommy, is Clinton going to stay at our place?” Colton put his phone behind Madeline, and the phone

camera captured Madeline’s face from an erect position.

Daddy could see Mommy that way. He believed Daddy must be longing for Mommy. Only, he was too

stubborn to admit to it.

On the other end of the line, Noah was thinking about Madeline. A minute ago, Noah was seething with

rage, but the moment he laid eyes on Madeline’s smiling face behind the mobile screen, the yearning

swept away his fury and emotions.