Chapter 993

Chapter 993:

As Andrew leaned closer to Madisyn, the subtle yet captivating scent of sandalwood surrounded her, its warmth and richness filling the space between them.

The comforting touch of his hand, his reassuring scent, and his apologetic tone dissolved any fleeting annoyance she had.

She slowly raised her head and looked into his deep eyes, the straight bridge of his nose, curved thin lips, and well-defined jawline.

She couldn’t help but marvel at how everything about Andrew aligned with the image she had once held of her ideal partner.

“Okay, you are forgiven.”

Madisyn moved away from Andrew’s hand and instinctively wrapped her arms around his waist.

If she were a cat, he would be the catnip she couldn’t resist, calming her every anxious thought and dispelling all her fatigue with just a whiff of his reassuring scent. “Let’s find a place to eat.”

Madisyn slowly pulled away from Andrew after hugging him enough. Her eyes sparkled with unmistakable anticipation, as if she was ready for whatever came next.

Andrew’s eyes still lingered on Madisyn’s face. He didn’t understand why her mood had suddenly improved, but it was obviously because of him.

He felt a warmth spread through his chest, but he decided not to overthink it. There was no need to dwell on the reason.

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Before they got in the car, Andrew had already chosen a restaurant. He held Madisyn’s hand, walked her to the car, and opened the passenger door for her.

Then, he turned to the driver’s seat, started his Maybach, and drove away. Soon, they arrived at their destination.

Andrew knew Madisyn’s taste well. He was also aware that she enjoyed trying new dishes. So, this time, he took her to a restaurant that suited her preferences but that she had never been to.

Madisyn scanned the menu and ordered a few dishes she liked. Andrew did the same. While waiting for their food, she mentioned Evita’s situation to him.

Andrew sniffed dismissively. He poured Madisyn a glass of water and commented, “Those who bring trouble upon themselves have no one but themselves to blame.”

Then he asked, “Do you need me to handle that model who used—”

Madisyn thought of Lila and shook her head. She didn’t think it was necessary. After all, she didn’t feel too offended.

“Not this time. She’s still useful to me, after all. For now, I’m counting on her to make money for me at the Timeless Elegance fashion show.”

While they were talking, Madisyn’s phone suddenly lit up. She picked it up from the table, clicked something quickly, and accessed a website’s backend.

She received a private message: “Dr. Mia, there’s a major deal in Mafelen. Are you interested in taking it?”

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