Chapter 1176

Chapter 1176:

“Please, no thanks needed. I simply followed my heart. I should head back—I promised my family I’d return by a certain time. You all should go enjoy your celebration.”

After bidding farewell to the group, Madisyn made her way back to the villa she shared with Andrew. Finding him in his study, she eased the door open with a soft touch.

“Honey, still caught up in work?”

As Madisyn approached Andrew’s desk, her eyes caught sight of the screen filled with ‘Finger Dance’ game code. The sight stopped her dead in her tracks.

Since when did Andrew have access to the game’s source code? What connection did he have to this game? Did he somehow know what she had asked Jared to do tonight?

Questions swirled through Madisyn’s mind like autumn leaves in a storm. Just then, Andrew swiveled in his chair to face her, his eyes meeting hers.

With a hint of guilt coloring her voice, Madisyn said, “Honey, why are you still staring at this so late? It’s not good for your eyes.”

“Mmm.” Andrew gave a slight nod, his elegant fingers dancing across the keyboard briefly before closing the page.

In one fluid motion, he drew Madisyn onto his lap and encircled her waist with his arm.

“One of my branch company’s games was hacked. I’m investigating what happened. Baby, did your plans go smoothly tonight?”

The question made Madisyn’s heart skip a beat, and she couldn’t bring herself to meet his gaze. Andrew had offered his help before, yet she’d not only declined but deliberately kept him in the dark. Now it seemed he might have known all along.

Gathering her courage, Madisyn decided to come clean. She placed her delicate hands on Andrew’s shoulders and lowered her gaze before whispering, “Honey, I’m sorry.”

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A subtle flicker passed through Andrew’s dark eyes as he asked with practiced calm, “Baby, what exactly are you apologizing for?”

Madisyn lifted her clear, gentle eyes to study Andrew’s face. His expression held its usual tenderness and patience, but something felt off-kilter. The Andrew she knew wouldn’t casually allow her to glimpse his computer screen like this.

Adopting her most endearing tone, Madisyn ventured, “Today, I led some kids to confront someone, and I didn’t bring you along.” As the words left her lips, she carefully gauged Andrew’s reaction. He fought back an amused smile—her statement barely qualified as an apology, clearly an attempt to gloss over her real transgression. Their eyes met in silent understanding.

Truth be told, Andrew hadn’t been angry to begin with.

Madisyn’s attempt to sweet-talk him was already soothing away that inexplicable twinge of annoyance he’d felt earlier.

Still, he tilted her chin up with gentle fingers, his voice rich and deep like melted chocolate.

“So, have you figured out what you did wrong?”

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