<strong>Chapter 670:</strong>


    Madisyn continued calling Andrew, but to no avail.


    An uneasy sense of foreboding crept into her heart. There was absolutely no way Andrew would ever ignore her calls.


    Moreover, he hadn’t replied to her messages sincest night. Something must have happened to him.


    Madisyn subconsciously gripped her phone, feeling a wave of unease.


    When Damari noticed Madisyn’s troubled expression, he assumed she was angry. He immediately said, “Madisyn, don’t worry. Andrew must have been dyed by something. When he arrives, I’ll make sure to teach him a lesson.”


    Madisyn shook her head and replied softly, “I’m afraid something might have happened to him.” ine and Glenn’s expressions also grew grim.


    Andrew had been eagerly looking forward to this event. He would never abandon it. If he hadn’t shown up, it could only mean something had happened to him.


    Damari, too, was agitated. How could something go wrong at such a crucial moment? Why, of all times, was it happening now?


    Inside the hall, the atmosphere began to shift as the guests exchanged uneasy nces and whispered among themselves.


    “Why hasn’t Mr. Klein arrived yet? Does he really not want toe?”


    “But I think Mr. Klein likes Madisyn very much. I’ve seen how attentive he was to her.”


    “Well, men can be fickle, especially someone like Mr. Klein. He’s surrounded by countless beautiful women. Maybe he’s lost interest in Madisyn. His family might have forced him into this engagement, so now he’s choosing not toe.”


    Although everyone was surprised, many found it usible. The wealthier a man was, the more unfaithful he tended to be. Perhaps Andrew really didn’t care for Madisyn anymore and had lost interest in her.


    Tatiana sat smugly in her seat, watching Madisyn at the door. She was very satisfied with the way things were unfolding. As time passed, it would be clearer to everyone that Andrew didn’t truly care for Madisyn and was only being forced into this engagement.


    A waiter suddenly approached Tatiana.


    “Ma’am, this way, please.”


    Tatiana, feeling confused, stood up and followed him to the adjacent lounge. The waiter swiftly exited, and someone else entered.


    Before Tatiana could even think of voicing a sarcastic remark, the person grabbed her by the neck and lifted her off the floor. In that terrifying moment, the same chilling fear she once felt from Milly washed over her.


    “You…” Tatiana gasped, her face turning pale as she stared at Madisyn’s cold, unfeeling expression, struggling to breathe.


    “Tell me, where is Andrew?” Madisyn’s voice was icy.


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