Chapter 163

Chapter 163:

Susan, sitting next to Madisyn, felt an overwhelming urge to clap. Madisyn’s sharp wit was captivating, and Susan wished she would continue.

“Alright, it’s rare for us to gather like this. Let’s enjoy a meal together,” someone suggested, attempting to play the peacemaker.

As everyone began to eat, the room quieted down, though the conversation consistently circled back to Jenna and Gilbert.

Susan, ignoring them, leaned toward Madisyn and asked, “What kept you?”

“I ran into some trouble on the way,” Madisyn replied, her voice tinged with mild frustration.

The “trouble” was Andrew. Knowing that Madisyn would be attending a reunion where Gilbert would be present, he had felt a pang of jealousy and had kissed her passionately in the car, leaving her struggling to avoid showing up with swollen lips.

Just then, a man approached and raised his glass toward Madisyn. “A toast to you, the most beautiful girl in our school.”

Madisyn glanced up, realizing she didn’t recognize the man.

“I’m sorry, I’m not fond of drinking,” she said bluntly.

“Do you know what Asher’s been up to these days, Madisyn? You shouldn’t dismiss him so quickly,” Teresa interjected with a mischievous grin.

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It turned out that the man was Asher Cruz, who had pursued Madisyn during their high school years. But now, she had no idea what he was up to. Asher, mistaking her indifference for ignorance, began to boast, “I’m working at my father’s company now. It’s a publicly traded group with ties to the Santos family and other powerful families. Madisyn, I know you’re having a hard time. If you ever need help, I’m here. We’re old classmates, and I won’t just stand by.”

As he spoke, Asher reached out to touch Madisyn’s shoulder.

Susan felt her blood boil, but before she could act, Madisyn grabbed Asher’s hand and pushed it away, causing his hand to slam against the wall with a thud.

The room fell silent.

Jenna, who had intentionally invited Asher to the reunion, watched with narrowed eyes. She knew Asher had once admired Madisyn but had been too hesitant to act because of her high status as a member of the Chapman family.

Now that Madisyn had lost her status, Asher saw an opportunity. He thought she would be desperate for help and surely willing to accept his advances. But he hadn’t expected her firm rejection.

“Madisyn, how dare you treat me like this?” Asher seethed, rubbing his sore hand. “You should be grateful I’m interested in you. Being with me would secure you a life without worry.”

“I’m sorry, but even if I were blind, I wouldn’t be interested in you,” Madisyn retorted, her voice icy and unyielding.

Jenna, sensing an opportunity, chimed in with a gentle tone, “Madisyn, aren’t you looking for someone to take care of you now? Asher’s family is nearly as influential as the Santos family. You’d find happiness with him eventually. Forget about Dane. He’s completely out of your league.”

Asher, emboldened by Jenna’s words, slammed his glass down and looked at Madisyn arrogantly. “If you drink this now, I’ll let your rudeness slide just this once.”

All eyes were on Madisyn. Many expected her to comply, believing that crossing Asher would bring trouble.

“Madisyn, let’s leave,” Susan urged, tugging at Madisyn’s arm.

But Asher wasn’t done. “Susan, this doesn’t concern you. Sit down,” he growled, shoving Susan to the floor.

A flicker of cold rage passed through Madisyn’s eyes. Without hesitation, she grabbed a glass of red wine and poured it over Asher’s head.

The room was stunned into silence.

The wine streamed down Asher’s face, soaking his clothes and dripping onto the floor.

The shock lingered as everyone watched in disbelief.

Asher stood frozen for a moment, trying to comprehend what had just happened. When the reality of the situation finally sank in, his expression turned murderous. He reached out to grab Madisyn’s hair, and some in the room shut their eyes, fearing what might happen next.

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