Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 66

eally?” Jenna’s sharp tone sent a jolt through the phone, prompting Giana to momentarily pull away.

Jenna continued, “A welcome banquet? For her? That’s ridiculous.

Where is she hosting it? At some rural inn?”

“I’m not sure of the specifics, but she really is too concerned about keeping up appearances,” Giana added, her voice laced with a hint of disdain.

Jenna fell silent, digesting the information.

The thought of Madisyn’s efforts to maintain an image of prestige surprised her.

In her mind, Madisyn’s actions were nothing more than a vain attempt to mimic her own standing.

Yet, this realization brought Jenna a twisted sense of satisfaction.

It would show to the others that the distinction between her and Madisyn’s current statuses was quite clear.

The following morning, Madisyn and her family arrived at the Hyde Grand Hotel.

The place buzzed with elegance.

Madisyn was ushered into a lounge where a makeup artist, with her kit spread out like a painter’s palette, awaited her.

The whole affair felt overly ceremonial.

Madisyn perched on the plush chair, a quiet spectator to her own transformation.

The makeup artist worked with efficient strokes, and soon, her face bore the touch of professional artistry.

Declining any assistance, Madisyn slipped into her dress.

When she emerged in her attire, the makeup artist couldn’t hide her awe.

“Miss, you’re a vision! I’ve beautified many, but you, you’re exceptional.

”

Madisyn offered a modest smile in return, her attention soon diverted by a rhythmic knocking.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

“Come in,” she said.

The door creaked open to reveal a familiar face, surprising her.

“Andrew?”

Andrew paused at the threshold, his gaze fixed on her appearance.

“Andrew?” Madisyn called again, a mix of surprise and curiosity in her voice.

Andrew, regaining his composure, smiled gently.

“You look exceptionally beautiful today.

”

Madisyn grinned.

“Really? You have great taste!”

Andrew’s gaze deepened, warmed by her playful smile.

“Everything set on your end?”

“Just about,” Madisyn replied, her words punctuated by the slipping of her shoulder strap.