Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 399

Chapter 399:

Suddenly, Madisyn felt her phone vibrating. She pulled it out and caught a headline glaring back at her: “The mobile phone of the Klein Group exploded, destroying a home?” Madisyn was utterly shocked. How could this have happened?

Just as she was about to call Andrew, there was a knock at the door. A tall, slender man entered. He was dressed in a handmade black suit that lent him an air of nobility and charm. His gaze shifted subtly when he saw the people on the sofa.

“Who is this?”

“I found him on the street. Let’s skip that for now. Did you see the news? What is happening?” Madisyn didn’t need to check to know how harshly the internet would be treating the Klein Group and Andrew.

“I’m looking into it now. We’ve been framed,” Andrew said calmly.

Although Madisyn understood they were being framed, she knew the public wouldn’t easily believe their innocence. “Be careful in the next few days.”

“Don’t worry. I’m okay,” Andrew said with a smile.

Seeing Andrew so unaffected, Madisyn couldn’t help but think of Corbett. She was certain he was behind this. She mused over how Corbett’s schemes seemed to be of little consequence to Andrew. If Corbett knew Andrew saw him as nothing more than a buffoon, she wondered how he would react.

Andrew glanced at the boy and inquired, “What’s the story with the boy?”

Madisyn explained what had occurred earlier that day.

“What a poor child!” Andrew replied.

“But why did you suddenly show up?” Madisyn had a strong suspicion there was a specific reason for Andrew to visit.

“I heard some rumors that you had a child. Since I had nothing pressing to handle, I came to see what was going on.”

“People these days can be so tiresome,” Madisyn said.

Suddenly, Andrew received a phone call. He responded nonchalantly while listening, then hung up, looked at Madisyn, and said, “We’ve reached out to the victims. I need to leave now.”

Madisyn sensed that Andrew was incredibly busy. His claim of having nothing pressing to handle was clearly the truth; he was deeply concerned and needed to see things for himself.

“I’ll come with you. I want to see who would collaborate with Corbett to frame you.”

“Okay. But…” Andrew glanced at the little boy.

The little boy gazed at Madisyn with hopeful eyes. He had nearly been kidnapped recently and was reluctant to be separated from her. Seeing the fear in his eyes, Madisyn knew she couldn’t force him to go anywhere he didn’t feel secure. Deciding on a different approach, she suggested, “Let’s bring him along, and he can wait in the car.”

The little boy quickly agreed, saying, “Yes, I’ll wait.” His voice was gentle and endearing.

Andrew consented, and they all left together.

Andrew’s assistant had arranged for them to meet the victims at a café. When they arrived, Howard and a couple were already there. The couple appeared to be simple villagers, looking slightly anxious.

“What do you want to discuss? We’re quite busy.”

Madisyn narrowed her eyes. Their home had just been destroyed—what could possibly be more urgent than this?

Howard remained as composed as ever. “I understand your concerns. I’m Howard Johns, the project director for the new mobile phone.”

“I’ve heard of you. You’re the one who designed the chip. Well, it nearly killed us! Didn’t you test it?” the man said angrily. “You almost cost us our lives!”

The woman was equally furious, saying, “We’re homeless now. How do you plan to make this right?” Their demeanor was rather confrontational.

Howard inquired, “What are you asking for?”

“Fifty million!” The woman extended her hand, displaying five fingers. “It must be fifty million! We’ve lived in that house for many years, and it held all our memories. Fifty million actually isn’t enough.” After she finished speaking, she scanned the room to gauge reactions, but the faces around her remained impassive. The woman sensed that these individuals were so wealthy that the amount seemed trivial to them.

Howard said, “We’re prepared to provide compensation, but first, I need to understand exactly what occurred.”

The woman, hearing the quick agreement, felt a twinge of regret, thinking she should have demanded more. But her house was only worth about one million.

She explained, “I left my phone at home and went out to buy groceries. When I returned, I saw my house was on fire. I rushed to extinguish it and realized that my phone had exploded.”

“According to what you’re saying, it’s also possible that the phone exploded because it was burned by the fire,” Howard said.

“Absolutely not! The moment I walked in, I saw the phone explode first, and then the house burst into flames!” the woman said.

The man raised his voice, saying, “You don’t believe us? You don’t want to pay, do you? You heartless businessmen! You just sell your products without caring about the consequences!”

“Do you have any children?” Madisyn suddenly interjected.

The question caught the woman off guard, and her expression shifted. “Yes, we have one, but thankfully, my child wasn’t home at that time. He was at his aunt’s. I would never forgive you if something happened to him!”

His aunt’s? Why did that sound odd to Madisyn? She was lost in thought.

The man slammed the table and said, “Enough talk. Are you going to compensate us or not?”

“We will conduct a thorough investigation and resolve this. Don’t worry,” Howard said softly.

“We have nowhere to live right now. You talk of investigating, but that could take days or months. What are we supposed to do in the meantime?”

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