Chapter 196

Chapter 196:

Teresa was engulfed in confusion.

“Stop bothering me, or I might just kill you!” Kian sneered, the hatred burning bright in his eyes, unmistakably real.

A chill coursed through Teresa, prompting tears to escape her eyes. “Just because I’m not a Johns, you treat me like this?”

“It’s not just that you’re not a Johns,” Kian retorted sharply. “Do you know who Evie is? I abandoned Evie for you and missed the chance to become a member of the Klein family in Ansport. Do you think I shouldn’t hate you for that?”

The mere thought made Kian’s blood boil, his desire to end Teresa’s life growing stronger. A member of the Klein family in Ansport? Teresa thought she must have misheard.

“Is… Is Evie a member of the Klein family in Ansport?” she asked, her voice rising in shock.

“Yes, she is,” Kian replied, his gaze piercing. “If it weren’t for you, I would’ve been living the high life by now. Instead, I’m stuck hustling as a performer, entertaining others.”

Teresa felt the world spinning around her, overwhelmed by the revelations. Too many things had happened today that were beyond her expectations, making her feel like a complete joke. She had always thought Evie was just an ordinary person, someone she could easily crush.

The following day greeted everyone with a warm, inviting morning sun. Once everyone had descended the stairs, breakfast was served in the villa. It was their first breakfast in this setting, and the novelty wasn’t lost on anyone.

“Madisyn, is your house even more beautiful than this?” a girl inquired, her eyes dripping with envy.

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Madisyn offered a slight, knowing smile. “I believe my home is quite beautiful, but this place has its charms too. Yet, be it a grand villa or a humble abode, my home will forever hold the dearest place in my heart.”

Her words sparked a moment of reflection among the group. They had been so consumed by the allure of wealth and power that they had overlooked the fact that no matter the grandeur of a place, their own homes were truly the best.

“Madisyn has a healthy perspective,” Emeline remarked admiringly. “I really don’t understand why they thought Teresa was a Johns. You carry yourself with much more grace and poise than she does. Teresa just seems like nouveau riche.”

Madisyn simply shrugged. She didn’t know the reason either, but it hardly mattered as those misjudging her would soon depart the company.

After breakfast, while some retreated to their homes for rest, Madisyn headed back to the office. The marketing department underwent a major shakeup. Liza was fired, and Emeline was elevated to the role of deputy director.

In Dane’s office, Madisyn and Dane discussed the future of the department.

“You’ve already made a significant impact within the company,” Dane began, his tone earnest. “There’s no longer a need for you to remain confined to the marketing department. How about I promote you directly to vice president?” Dane suggested thoughtfully. “The new headquarters of Edge Entertainment is in Ansport. If you relocate there, you’ll find far greater opportunities. I have every confidence in your ability to lift Edge Entertainment to unprecedented heights. It will be demanding, though.”

Ansport… The mere mention of it sparked a blend of excitement and anticipation. However, the prospect of moving to Ansport also meant seeing her family less often—a significant sacrifice. Madisyn pondered deeply, weighing her options.

“I know what you’re thinking,” Dane continued, reading her hesitation. “You haven’t been back home for long, and I’m sure Mom wants you to stay close. But I understand you, Madisyn. Your talents will truly flourish out there, and I’m certain our parents will support whatever decision you make. Besides, you don’t have to make the move immediately. Take some time at home to familiarize yourself with the company’s files and formulate your future plans.”

Dane’s words resonated with Madisyn, making perfect sense.

“Alright,” Madisyn agreed.

After they wrapped up their conversation, Madisyn rose from her chair to leave Dane’s office. As she reached the door, she found Evie waiting outside.

“What’s up? Are you getting promoted?” Evie asked, her voice tinged with excitement as she grabbed Madisyn’s hand.

“Yes, I might be moving to the headquarters in Ansport,” Madisyn replied.

“What?” Evie’s face fell into a pout. “Does that mean I won’t get to see you anymore?”

“Who said that? You’re going to be a big star soon, traveling all over. You won’t be stuck in Gemond forever,” Madisyn reassured her with a smile.

Evie’s heart fluttered with excitement at the thought. Could she really become a big star?

“Madisyn, it’s you again?” Just then, a man’s voice, laced with irritation, cut through their conversation. They turned to see Larson, his expression clouded with frustration. He had come to file a complaint.

Larson had already requested the company to fire Evie, but there had been no response. So, Larson came directly to see Dane, only to find Evie and Madisyn there.

Larson recalled the whispers circulating within the company about Madisyn’s peculiar relationship with Dane. He sneered, his disdain palpable. “Now I get it. The fact Evie hasn’t been fired is all thanks to you. Madisyn, you’re really good to Evie, sleeping with the president just to keep her around.”

“Larson, say that one more time,” Evie said, seething with fury as she glared at him.

“Am I wrong? Evie, you just hide behind Madisyn. Let’s see what happens when Madisyn isn’t favored anymore. You’ll be done for at that time,” Larson scoffed, his tone dripping with contempt.

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