The makeup artist watched the unfolding scene, a smile playing on her lips as she observed the palpable chemistry between Andrew and Madisyn.

“You look breathtaking,” Andrew remarked, his voice rough with emotion.

“It truly is incredible.

But where did you get this dress?” Madisyn asked, her interest clearly piqued.

“I bought it from a designer,” Andrew responded casually, omitting the fact that it was the renowned designer, Sierra.

Madisyn’s eyes sparkled with mirth.

Noticing her amused expression, Andrew inquired, “What’s so amusing?”

“It’s nothing,” she replied.

“Are you ready? Most of the guests have arrived, and the banquet is about to start,” Elaine said as she breezed into the room.

She was then surprised by Madisyn’s transformation.

“Oh my, darling, you look absolutely beautiful, as expected of my daughter!”

Laughing softly, Madisyn replied, “I owe it all to your excellent genes, Mom.

They’re why I’m so pretty.

“You sure know how to sweet-talk!” Elaine said, her voice rich with affection.

“But where did this gorgeous dress come from?”

“Andrew arranged for a designer to create it,” Madisyn explained succinctly.

“It’s fabulous! Could you introduce me to the designer sometime?” she said, turning her gaze towards Andrew.

Andrew hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Madisyn, a subtle amusement flickering across her features, watched closely, intrigued by how Andrew would handle the introductions.

As the banquet was set to begin, they headed to the grand banquet hall.

At that moment, the banquet hall was filled with aristocrats in their finest attire, all mirroring the grandeur of the event and the illustrious reputation of the Johns family across Gemond.

In the midst of the gathered elite, all attention converged on Kristine.

She dazzled in a white, limited edition Chanel gown, its skirt lavishly detailed with fine crystals that bestowed upon her an aura of refined grace.

Her makeup, impeccably done, enhanced her natural beauty, drawing admiring glances from around the hall.

Her friends congregated around her, effusive with their praise.

“Kristine, that dress is magnificent! It truly complements your aura.

“Kristine, I’m green with envy.

That gown must have cost a small fortune.

I just saw it online, and now it’s adorning you.

Kristine, basking in the adulation, managed a smug yet controlled expression.

“Thank you,” she commented, her voice casual.

“The Johns family clearly treasures you.

Was this a gift from Mr.

and Mrs.

Johns?” someone inquired.

“It seems your position remains secure, even with that woman back.

“Don’t say that.

My sister is quite sensitive,” Kristine said firmly.

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