Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 23

Without a word, he shrugged off his jacket.

Kristine’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.

Was Andrew really about to drape his jacket over her shoulders? After all these years, had she finally touched his heart?

Madisyn was lost in the beauty of the estate when she suddenly felt a warmth settle over her.

Glancing down, she saw a men’s suit jacket draped over her shoulders, carrying the faint scent of cologne.

She had been feeling a bit chilly, so she accepted it without hesitation.

“Thank you,” she murmured to Andrew.

“You’re welcome,” he replied in his usual calm, measured tone.

Andrew was now in a finely tailored brown vest, exuding a noble elegance, drawing Madisyn’s gaze for a moment longer.

Kristine was utterly stunned.

Andrew, who had always been so distant with women, had never done something like this before.

She stared at Madisyn, her expression shifting.

This woman wasn’t as simple as she seemed.

Madisyn even had the audacity to play the delicate damsel in front of Andrew.

Kristine quickly regained her composure, a bright smile returning to her face.

“Andre, there’s a chess board set up in the pavilion just ahead.

Care for a game?”

Andrew was well-versed in chess, having dominated many tournaments since his youth.

Kristine had even learned chess for a while, just to impress him.

But instead of agreeing right away, Andrew turned to Madisyn.

“Do you know how to play chess?”

Madisyn offered a vague smile.

“A lit

tle.

”

Kristine couldn’t help but feel amused.

Madisyn probably played the kind of chess you could pick up at a supermarket for a few bucks.

“Oh, Madisyn, you do? That’s fantastic! Let’s play, then.

This particular set was auctioned by our dad-it’s worth millions.

”

Madisyn remained silent, her expression unreadable.

The three of them soon arrived at the pavilion, where Kristine effortlessly took a seat by the chess board, her eyes glimmering with anticipation and a touch of shyness.

“Andre, I’m not very skilled.

Please be gentle with me.

”

Andrew’s voice was cool, almost detached.

“If your skills aren’t up to par, why don’t you start by playing against Madisyn?”

Kristine’s smile faltered slightly.

She had proposed this game to play with Andrew, not this country bumpkin.

What was the point of this?

She quickly regained her composure and turned to Madisyn with a sweet but calculated smile.

“Madisyn, let’s play then.

I’m not very good, so please don’t mind.

”

But then a thought struck her-if she crushed Madisyn in this game, it would boost her own image in Andrew’s eyes.

Perhaps it would even make Andrew see Madisyn for what kind of person she really was and he’d regret ever showing her any attention.

“Alright then,” Madisyn replied as she settled into a seat.