<strong>Chapter 1160:</strong>


    Reflecting on it, Madisyn found their rtionship uniquely remarkable. She sipped her red wine as a mix of emotions yed across her face.


    Across the table, Andrew watched her silently, his sharp eyes filled with curiosity.


    Meeting his gaze, steady and questioning, Madisyn couldn’t help but share what was on her mind.


    “I’ve discovered a not-so-secret secret, and the entire nation knows about it.”


    Madisyn leaned forward slightly and handed her phone to Andrew. He lowered his eyes, scanning the screen. After a moment, he handed the phone back to her, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly.


    “Baby, is that what you want?”


    “What?” Madisyn was confused by his question.


    He looked at her, calm but intent.


    “Didn’t you just show me? If you want, I can be like Howard. I can be your sugar baby.”


    “Cough, cough, cough…” Madisyn nearly choked on her wine at Andrew’s unexpected response. Covering her mouth, she stared at him, wondering if she had heard him correctly.


    She couldn’tprehend how Andrew, with his icy, domineering CEO demeanor, could seriously suggest bing his girlfriend’s sugar baby. Andrew remained unfazed, leaning in slightly. His deep, maic voice carried a hint of yful insistence as he asked, “Why aren’t you saying anything?”


    Madisyn let out a breath, amused. Resting her hand on her forehead, she let her gaze sweep over his sharp features.


    “You’re the CEO of the Klein Group. If people knew you were a sugar baby, what do you think it would do to your reputation?” she replied, her tone half-joking.


    The image of Andrew, with hismanding presence, beingbeled a sugar baby was so absurd it almost made herugh.


    “You’re already perfect as you are,” she said with a soft smile.


    “This suits you much better. We don’t need to copy anyone else—not even Milly and Howard. Don’t you agree, Andrew?”


    “Understood.”


    Andrew returned to his meal with his usual poise, but Madisyn could detect a faint shadow of disappointment in his expression.


    Her gaze softened as she began to reflect more deeply. Perhaps taking inspiration from Milly and Howard’s approach—choosing only the parts that suited them—might not be such a bad idea after all.


    At the Golden Club, Tatiana was meeting with Victor and Austen, and everything seemed to be going smoothly. Suddenly, Jedidiah approached her and showed her his phone.


    Tatiana and Victor had been engaged in a pleasant conversation. The paparazzo had caused some trouble for Edge Entertainment, which had put her in a good mood. That was why, after they finished discussing their coboration, the group didn’t disperse immediately.


    But when Jedidiah showed her his phone, Tatiana’s smile instantly vanished.


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