?<strong>Chapter 672:</strong>


    As much as Madisyn’s words dripped with sarcasm, they were quite true. The only reason she had managed to snag that man’s attention tonight was because of Hector’s influence.


    While Tatiana was still thinking of a way out, Madisyn cut her off with a cold voice. “Your minute’s up. Looks like you’ve got no will to live.”


    The dagger moved closer, slicing through the air toward her face.


    In terror, Tatiana dropped to her knees. “Wait! I’ll tell you—I’ll tell you! I overheard someone say that Andrew’s already in Aswil… he’s marrying the princess there!”


    Madisyn’s hand trembled ever so slightly as her gaze locked onto Tatiana. “Is this information reliable? Why would he marry the princess of Aswil?”


    “Maybe the princess needs his help or something. I don’t know the details.” Tatiana sobbed. If she had known mocking Madisyn today would lead to this, she never would havee.


    Without another word, Madisyn left the lounge. As she stepped into the corridor, she ran straight into Susan, who grabbed her hand anxiously.


    “Madisyn, the engagement is canceled!”


    “Is that so?” Madisyn replied softly. It made sense, as Andrew clearly wasn’t going to show up today.


    Susan nced at Madisyn, clearly struggling to get the words out. “Andrew… he’s getting engaged to the princess of Aswil! Did you know about this?”


    Madisyn’s eyes widened in disbelief, shock rippling through her.


    Had the news spread that fast?


    Susan pulled out her phone, showing her a news article. It was from a global site and featured pictures of Andrew and Savannah together, confirming everything.


    “The news just broke, courtesy of a respected media outlet in Aswil. What’s going on with Andrew? How did he suddenly end up there, and why is he marrying the princess?” Susan eximed, her brow furrowed with worry as she stared anxiously at Madisyn. “There’s got to be something shady going on!”


    If Susan had figured out that something shady was going on, then Madisyn surely was aware as well. Madisyn nodded, her expression serious. “This has to be something Savannah orchestrated. I need to go to Aswil myself.”


    “I’lle with you!”


    “No need for that. Your father is still in the hospital. Take good care of him; it’ll be easier if I go alone.” A flicker of cold determination gleamed in Madisyn’s eyes.


    Susan hesitated, wanting to argue but realizing herck of martial skills. Even if she joined, she wouldn’t be of much help. She handed Madisyn a packet. “There are some hypnotic herbs in here. They mighte in handy if things get dicey.”


    Madisyn epted it, her gaze softening with gratitude.


    As they made their way back to the engagement venue, they found that guests were already leaving. Damari was so furious that he had thrown his cane across the room, and ine and Dane were doing their best to soothe him.


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