Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 19

Feeling an unfamiliar flutter, Madisyn quickly diverted her eyes.

Observing this subtle interaction, Elaine chuckled softly.

“Alright then,” she said and headed towards the kitchen.

Madisyn settled onto the sofa, a touch overwhelmed as Waylon continued to offer her an assortment of fruits.

Kristine observed the scene, her surprise evident.

Waylon had always been kind to her, but his attentiveness to Madisyn was unlike anything she had seen before.

Was he really unbothered by the fact that Madisyn was from the countryside?

Turning to Madisyn with a smile, Kristine inquired, “Madisyn, how many clothes did you and Mom end up buying?”

“I didn’t keep track,” Madisyn replied, her tone casual.

“Really?” Kristine asked, her eyes wide with a mix of curiosity and envy.

“I saw the butler carrying in dozens of pieces.

I’m so envious of you, Madisyn.

I usually only manage to buy one or two pieces a month.

But since it was your first time experiencing high-end brands, you must have been thrilled.

It’s not ever

y day you get such a chance, right?” Kristine’s face softened into an expression of understanding and empathy.

“Oh, really?” Madisyn’s eyebrow arched, curiosity lacing her voice.

“What makes you think it was my first time?”

“Didn’t you grow up in the countryside? I can imagine it wasn’t easy to access all these things for you back then.

But don’t worry-you’ve got all the time in the world to explore now.

” Kristine’s smile widened, soft and understanding.

Madisyn’s expression remained calm, her voice cool.

“Yeah, my life was nothing like what you’ve had.

”

That single line hit Waylon hard, stirring something deep inside him.

He leaned forward, his tone laced with determination.

“Madisyn, if there’s anything you ever want, just say the word.

I’ll make sure you get it.

”

“Thank you, Waylon, but I think I’m good,” Madisyn replied, her tone even and composed.

Kristine’s eyes flickered as she watched the exchange, her fingers tightening subtly.

Forget it.

Her goal was to marry Andrew anyway.

As long as she could win him over, Mrs.

Klein would be her title soon enough.

She turned her gaze toward Andrew, a soft, affectionate smile playing on her lips.

“Andre, wouldn’t you like to try the coffee I made for your”

Andrew’s response was as cold as the air between them.

“Not today.

I’m not in the mood.

”

Madisyn had to stifle a laugh.

Waylon’s friend was certainly an intriguing character.