Chapter 1293

Chapter 1293:

Madisyn hadn’t expected this sudden shift—Andrew’s sleep-heavy laziness replaced by a forceful intensity. The moment swallowed her whole, leaving her breathless.

Passion filled the morning air, stretching time between them. An hour later, Madisyn placed a hand on Andrew’s chest, stopping him before things escalated further.

“Honey, we still have important things to do today.”

Madisyn’s dewy eyes fluttered as she gazed into Andrew’s deep, swirling dark eyes.

He gave a slight nod, and the hand resting on Madisyn’s waist slowly retreated, his reluctance evident in the lingering touch.

“Alright. But after we visit my grandfather, we’re continuing this.”

Madisyn chuckled softly, pressing a light kiss to his cheek, coaxing him out of bed.

They made their way downstairs for breakfast before heading out. The car ride took them to the military compound in Ansport.

The area was home to people of significant stature, and Madisyn observed the heightened security as Andrew’s vehicle underwent multiple layers of inspection—despite his familiar presence.

The car finally came to a stop in front of a stately house at the heart of the compound.

“Honey, we’re here.”

Madisyn followed Andrew, carrying the carefully selected gifts. She knocked on the door, stepping into the traditional courtyard beside him.

Andrew had already informed his grandfather of their visit.

As he and Madisyn stepped into the courtyard, two distinguished-looking men in their forties emerged from the living room in succession. The first carried himself with an air of authority that clearly marked him as the superior.

Upon spotting Andrew, the leading figure approached with measured steps, his eyes gleaming with approval, as one might regard a promising protege.

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“Andrew, visiting your grandfather?”

Andrew addressed the man with evident respect, gesturing toward Madisyn.

“This is Lieutenant General Elton Avila, one of my grandfather’s most esteemed disciples.”

He then indicated the figure trailing behind Elton.

“And this is Lieutenant General Avila’s assistant.”

“Lieutenant General Avila, I’d like you to meet my fiancée, Madisyn Johns.”

“Hello, Lieutenant General Avila,” Madisyn said warmly.

Elton’s face brightened.

“As this is our first encounter, I regret not having a gift prepared. I’ll be sure to remedy that next time, Madisyn.” His gaze shifted to Andrew.

“Word had reached me about your remarkable choice in a partner. I must say, seeing you both together, I can tell you two are a perfect match!”

“Thank you, Lieutenant General Avila,” Andrew said.

Elton made his farewell brief.

“Don’t let me keep you from your grandfather. You should head inside—I must be on my way.”

“Alright, Lieutenant General Avila, take care.”

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