Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 25

Yet as the game unfolded, Kristine’s anticipation turned to frustration.

Time passed, and Madisyn and Andrew continued playing without a clear winner.

Madisyn’s expression grew more serious, her focus sharpening with each move.

Finally, the ringing of her phone broke her concentration.

Waylon’s voice came through the line.

“Madisyn, something’s come up with the film crew.

I have to head back now.

Call me if you need anything, okay?”

Waylon had managed to sneak away from the set to see her, but duty called him back.

“Alright, Waylon.

Go back to your work; don’t worry about me,”

Madisyn replied, her tone reassuring.

As soon as the call ended, Kristine seized the opportunity.

“Andre, it’s getting late.

Why don’t you two continue tomorrow? Madisyn’s had a long day-she should rest.

”

Kristine thought she was supposed to be the one playing with Andrew, not Madisyn.

How had it come to this?

Andrew turned to Madisyn, his gaze steady.

“Are you tired?”

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“Not at all,” Madisyn responded, shaking her head.

For the first time, she had found a truly challenging opponent, and it had sparked her competitive spirit.

Without further delay, they resumed their game.

Kristine sat nearby, her expression shifting as she watched the game unfold.

Each glance exchanged between Madisyn and Andrew only deepened the gnawing sense of panic within her.

Andrew had always been distant, almost indifferent toward others, especially women.

But now, his demeanor toward Madisyn was unmistakably different.

Half an hour later, Madisyn made her final move and won.

Andrew’s eyes lingered on her, and for once, his icy exterior seemed to thaw a bit.

“You impressed me,” he remarked, the words almost carrying a hint of warmth.

Madisyn responded with a modest smile.

“Thanks, but I’m sure you held back.

Let’s have a rematch some other time.

”

Before the moment could settle, Kristine swiftly interrupted, her tone sharp enough to slice through the budding connection between Andrew and Madisyn.

“Madisyn, I’ll walk Andre out.

You should call it a night.

”

Madisyn simply nodded, slipping away without another word.

Andrew headed toward the parking lot, with Kristine trailing behind.

“Andre, wait,” she called out, her voice edged with a sense of urgency.

Andrew halted, turning to face her, his expression as unreadable as ever.