Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 29

Lynda’s gaze sharpened instantly.

“Kristine, who’s been talking to you like that?”

“Auntie, please don’t get it wrong.

No one’s said anything.

It’s just me wanting to push myself further.

”

As an expert in dance, Lynda understood the immense effort required to excel.

She was disheartened to think Kristine’s drive stemmed from the pressures of proving her worth in the Johns family.

With a newfound empathy, Lynda reassured her, “Kristine, don’t burden yourself with such thoughts.

You’ve always been our little star.

As long as I’m here, no one can belittle you.

If anyone dares, they’ll have to answer to me!”

Not even Glenn or Elaine would be permitted to treat Kristine unfairly.

Gratitude washed over Kristine.

“Thank you, Auntie.

In this family, you’re my rock.

Knowing you’re here comforts me, and I’ll continue to strive.

”

“That’s the spirit!”

Once Lynda had departed, a shadow fell over Kristine’s expression.

Who else in this residence could dance tha

t well?

Surely not Madisyn.

Could it have been one of the staff?

Prompted by this question, Kristine accessed the house’s surveillance system.

The screens flickered to life, revealing a startling truth.

Two figures had descended the stairs at that time: the maid Fiona, and Madisyn.

The camera in the living room, unfortunately broken days earlier and still awaiting repair, left a gap in the coverage.

However, the hallway camera provided enough insight.

She believed Fiona was the mysterious dancer.

Kristine resolved that Fiona must be kept away from Lynda’s eyes.

As such, Kristine didn’t suspect Madisyn at all.

Meanwhile, Madisyn, oblivious to the brewing storm, retreated to her room.

The day’s events had drained her, prompting an early night.

As she settled down, her phone buzzed with incoming texts.

“Madisyn, did you mistreat Jenna?”

“Anyway, you’re back in the countryside now, aren’t you? Just steer clear of Jenna and carry on with your life.

”

Madisyn’s lips curled into a sneer.

After parting ways with the Chapman family, she had indeed grown adept at seeing people’s true colors.

The night stretched deep and mysterious, cloaking all in its inky embrace.

The next day, the morning sun cast a warm glow as it spilled into the hallway.