Madisyn maintained her poise as the video call continued, but Kristine’s reaction was less controlled.

At the mention of “Andrew”, her body stiffened, her eyes Locked on the screen where Andrew appeared as striking as ever.

His aloof disposition made her suspect he wouldn’t spare much attention for Madisyn.

“Hi.

” Andrew’s greeting was brief, his voice low.

Kristine felt a pang of discomfort, her nails digging into her palm.

She reassured herself silently that Andrew’s greeting was nothing more than a formality.

Madisyn gave a polite nod in response, her demeanor calm and detached.

Then, Waylon continued to chatter away on the phone with Madisyn until Glenn stepped in, reminding him not to keep Madisyn from her meal.

Even though his father hung up on him, Waylon was visibly delighted, turning back to Andrew with a grin.

“That’s my long-lost younger sister.

Isn’t she adorable? I need to finish up here fast and head back to meet her.

He threw a casual invitation Andrew’s way.

“Andrew, want to come back with me?”

He knew it was a long shot; Andrew typically avoided visits to the Johns family’s residence due to Kristine’s overt affection.

There had been an old arrangem

 

ent of a potential marriage between the Johns family and the Klein family, but it was merely a verbal agreement made by the elders.

The Kleins, a prominent family from Ansport, were leagues apart from the Johns family of Gemond in status and influence, a gap that Kristine seemed to ignore as she clung to the idea of marrying Andrew.

Andrew, his gaze intense and distant, replied nonchalantly, “Sure, it’s been a while since I last saw your parents.

Waylon blinked, taken aback by Andrew’s unexpected acceptance.

Was he being serious?

Once the meal concluded, the Johns family all made their way to their expansive mansion, dwarfing the simpler villa of the Chapman family in both scale and splendor.

The estate exuded a regal elegance, mirroring a castle in its grandeur.

Elaine eagerly escorted Madisyn through the vast corridors to a specially prepared room.

The room was a vision of feminine grace, adorned with delicate hues and thoughtful embellishments, striking Madisyn mute with its overly girlish ambiance.

Surrounded by this enchanting, girlish retreat, Elaine looked at Madisyn with expectant eyes and asked softly, “Madisyn, is it to your liking?”

“Yeah, I love it,” Madisyn replied, her voice tinged with a hint of helplessness.

Elaine beamed, squeezing her hand gently.

“That’s good! If there’s anything you need, just tell me,” she said, bubbling with joy.

“Now, let me show you the wardrobe your father and I picked out for you!”

With a flourish, Elaine flung open the wardrobe doors.

Madisyn’s eyes widened at the array inside- rows of exquisite, opulent dresses that sparkled under the soft lighting.

“These are just the beginning.

There’s more to arrive tomorrow,”

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