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    Encouraged by her family’s support, Madisyn responded with a smiling cat emoji. “I’ll keep practicing, and next time, I’ll impress everyone at our family gathering.”


    She then set the table meticulously and thoughtfully added two wine sses, filling them to apany the meal.


    At 5:29, a minute before the two-hour mark Andrew had mentioned, the vi’s facial recognition alerted her.


    Madisyn looked up as Andrew, impably dressed in a tailored suit, came into view.


    “Perfect timing,” she said yfully, extending her left hand as she walked towards him.


    “Mr. Klein, would you care to join me for dinner?”


    “It would be my honor, Miss Johns,” Andrew said, his eyes brimming with warmth as he epted her hand and they made their way to the dining room.


    Despite the chef’s prior briefing on Madisyn’s culinary efforts, Andrew found himself genuinely impressed by the sight of the meal.


    “Sweetheart, this is truly the finest dish I’ve ever had,” Andrewplimented.


    Madisyn lightly pinched his fingertips. “You haven’t even tried it yet.”


    “Tasting isn’t necessary for me to know its worth,” Andrew said with assurance, bending slightly to nt a soft kiss on Madisyn.


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    Madisyn was speechless. So typical of Andrew.


    They sat opposite each other, sses meeting with a gentle clink, and savored a delightful meal.


    “Feeling any relief?” L inquired, offering Evita an ice pack for her swollen hand while reflecting on their encounter an hour earlier, which still left her slightly stunned. Evita’s once notable pride had faded away.


    After agreeing to pick up Evita, L had had her assistant delve into Evita’s recent hardships. It turned out that Evita had been cklisted by the Klein Group, a revtion that somewhat surprised L, though notpletely.


    Evita’s previous actions had long hinted that she might upset Andrew sooner orter.


    This situation had alsoplicated things for L.


    The two of them had already fallen out.


    Even after Evita apologized, L had no desire to fix their broken rtionship.


    But Evita imed that she was her only hope.


    Without her intervention, Evita’s situation seemed dire.


    In a quiet moment, L observed Evita and exhaled a soft sigh. She decided to extend her help one final time.


    Rosalyn Gordon, Evita’s mother, had shown kindness to L in the past. L couldn’t bear the thought of Rosalyn suffering alone in the hospital should anything happen to Evita.


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