Chapter 1035

Chapter 1035:

After he hung up, the elder’s worry melted away, replaced by visible relief and joy.

“Good news!” he announced. “The Klein Group has agreed to our terms. Andrew’s secretary just called—he has arranged a meeting for tomorrow, and Dr. Mia will be there as well.”

“Should we confirm this?” one of the elders asked cautiously, a hint of doubt in his tone. “It doesn’t quite feel like this call came directly from the Klein Group.”

Suspicion lingered in the air.

Lingering doubt filled the air. They had already humbled themselves in their efforts to cooperate, but Andrew had been unyielding. Why would he suddenly change his mind?

“Is it possible someone else has influenced Andrew?” another speculated.

Ailyn narrowed her eyes. After a moment’s thought, she turned to the group. “Let’s go through with it. Whatever their reason, we’ll find out tomorrow.”

The others exchanged glances and then nodded in agreement.

“Ailyn, rest early tonight. Tomorrow, we’ll meet Dr. Mia together. No matter what happens, you must persuade her to treat your father.”

Ailyn’s expression hardened with determination. “Don’t worry. I will.”

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The following day, Madisyn and Andrew arrived at the venue—a club owned by the Klein Group, renowned for its impeccable security.

As they made their way to the second floor, the club manager approached Andrew, greeting him with the utmost respect.

Concerned for Madisyn’s safety, Andrew pulled the manager aside to clarify some details about their meeting. Madisyn stayed behind, leaning casually against the wall of the second-floor hallway. Her eyes wandered over the club’s luxurious décor as she waited, her expression calm but watchful.

The faint murmur of voices floated up from the stairway, but she paid them little attention.

Stepping aside to make space, she cast a casual glance toward the source—and froze.

Ailyn?

Behind Ailyn trailed several middle-aged men, their composed expressions and dignified bearing marking them as influential figures. Suspicion bloomed in Madisyn’s mind.

Ailyn was a well-known aristocrat from Mafelen. Coincidentally, the person Madisyn and Andrew were here to meet was also a powerful figure from Mafelen.

Could it be Ailyn?

The possibility was troubling, but Madisyn knew better than to jump to conclusions. She decided to stay quiet for now, observing from the shadows until she could confirm her hunch.

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