?<strong>Chapter 1085:</strong>


    Just as Madisyn expected Andrew to persist, he abruptly shifted from his pointed demeanor to one of unexpected submission. “Let’s draft the contract as Miss Johns suggested.”


    Dane’s secretary felt a thrill, ncing at Madisyn with admiration. He hadn’t expected Madisyn to push the profits to the highest projected level. However, Madisyn furrowed her brows as she looked over at Andrew.


    At the negotiation table, the three parties sat clearly divided. Beneath the table, Andrew’s shoe gently grazed Madisyn’s foot after his statement, a subtle yet undeniable gesture.


    Andrew’s secretary, who had initially felt relieved that Andrew was in control and grateful that Andrew wasn’t distracted by Madisyn this time, realized that Andrew still couldn’t outsmart Madisyn.


    This realization made the secretary lower his head in disappointment. But then, the secretary’s eyes widened, and his earlier disappointment disappeared, reced by the scene before him.


    Andrew, who had maintained aposed and dignified demeanor throughout the negotiations, was secretly flirting with Madisyn under the table. Despite the fact that Madisyn was set to be Andrew’s wife, the situation still felt strangely inappropriate.


    The secretary dared not keep watching, hastily lifting his head to stare straight ahead, once again amazed by Andrew’s level of being lovestruck.


    Beneath the table, Madisyn dodged Andrew’s advances, but he remained relentless. Unable to make a scene, she shot him a subtle yet pointed re.


    Suddenly, Andrew’s secretary sat up straighter, his gaze more resolute than ever, causing Madisyn to fall silent.


    He had clearly noticed what Andrew was doing.


    She stood and said, “I need to use the restroom.”


    Madisyn left the room, and shortly after, Andrew stood up as well. “I need to step out for a moment too.”


    At the negotiation table, the teams were working hard on the contract. Originally, three CEOs had been present, but now only the CEO of Faraway Group remained, with the other two having left.


    The CEO of Faraway Group frowned, then asked, “Isn’t there a restroom inside the room? Why did they both leave?”


    Andrew’s secretary, the sole one privy to the situation, suddenly felt overwhelmed by the disy of affection he had witnessed.


    In the hallway outside the restroom, Madisyn looked up to see Andrew casually leaning against the wall, watching her with a faint, knowing smile.


    The indifference on his face had disappeared. Madisyn’s eyes rose slightly as she walked past him, holding back a smile.


    “Wait.” Just as Madisyn was about to walk by, Andrew finally spoke. His tall frame moved closer, trapping her against the wall.


    The scent of sandalwood surrounding him engulfed her, and with no escape, Madisyn raised her hand to push against Andrew’s chest. Despite trying to stayposed, she couldn’t stop herself from smiling as she teased, “What do you want?”


    Andrew briefly nced down at Madisyn’s hands before raising his gaze to meet the yful spark in her eyes. His expression immediately turned intense, a flicker of displeasure crossing his face.


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