?<strong>Chapter 977:</strong>


    L, caught off guard by Evita’s unusual behavior, frowned. Since theirst encounter, she hadn’t paid Evita any mind. What could possibly be happening to her now?


    After all, they had known each other for over a decade, so L’s voice softened, and she asked, “Evita, what’s wrong?”


    After hanging up, Evita wiped the tears from her face. L woulde to pick her up soon, and despite everything, L hadn’t changed.


    Evita bit her lip, ashamed at needing to ask for help.


    This time, she promised herself, she wouldn’t make the wrong choice again.


    The winding roads blurred into a streak of motion as a vibrant blue Lamborghini cut through the evening like aet, its presence fleeting but impossible to ignore.


    Andrew checked his watch as he drove at a steady pace, and twenty minutester, he was parking in Madisyn’s vi’s garage.


    Aware of Madisyn’s hectic day, Andrew was reluctant to have her expend energy on cooking. However, not wanting to dampen her rare surge of enthusiasm, he persuaded her to prepare just one dish. He then called the chef to handle the rest of the meal.


    Since Andrew had been preparing the meals recently, it had been quite some time since Madisynst saw the chef. Their reunion was unexpectedly delightful.


    For dinner, Madisyn decided to cook steaks, a dish that met Andrew’s tastes without being tooplex. Holding the recipe, she attentively followed each instruction, her delicate features focused.


    Though she cherished gourmet cooking, her busy schedule seldom allowed her to indulge in it. Now, she methodically worked through each part of the cooking process. Her intelligence and background in makingplex pharmaceuticals proved beneficial.


    Observing quietly from a corner, the chef saw that everything was under control, quickly wrapped up his contributions, and departed, leaving Madisyn alone in the kitchen, content as she gently stirred the sauce with a long-handled spoon.


    “The sauce’s rich color and superb vor are just right. I’ve nailed a new recipe!”


    Satisfied, Madisyn chose two elegant tes for the steaks and garnished them with parsley, creating a visually appealing meal. She immediately took a photo and shared it online with the caption: “Mastered a new recipe!”


    Comments began to appear swiftly.


    Her mother said, “Wow, did you cook this yourself, sweetheart? I’d love to taste it!”


    Her father added his praise. “Great job!”


    Waylonmented, “Wow! I’d like a sample, from your biggest fan!”


    Notifications kepting, and Madisyn wondered how her family had all seen the post so quickly.


    She soon realized her mother had shared the post in their family group.


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