Chapter 295

Chapter 295:

Andrew’s attention snapped to the doorway at the sound of a noise, his gaze landing on a woman wearing a mask. The visible portion of her face appeared ordinary, clearly the result of carefully applied makeup. Naturally, the enigmatic Mia wouldn’t easily unveil her true identity. Yet, despite the concealment, there was something oddly familiar about her.

“Please, have a seat, Dr. Mia,” Andrew invited, gesturing toward the chair opposite him.

Madisyn, lost in her thoughts for a moment, blinked and then made her way over, gracefully lowering herself into the seat. Her voice was calm when she said, “I didn’t expect the boss of the laboratory to be you, Mr. Klein.”

Andrew’s eyebrows arched in mild surprise. “You know me? I thought you were living a secluded life.” He leaned back slightly, studying Mia’s every movement with caution.

“Yes, I’m the one in charge of this lab. I won’t lie—I created this lab for my grandfather. His illness is progressing, and time isn’t on our side. I need to develop a cure as soon as possible.”

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“I see.” Madisyn nodded, a newfound respect glimmering in her eyes. “Don’t worry. I’ll do my best.”

Both Andrew and Corbett were Damari’s grandsons, yet while Corbett was consumed with his quest for power, Andrew was quietly fighting to save Damari. Beneath Andrew’s cold and distant exterior, there was a deep well of loyalty and care—qualities she hadn’t fully appreciated before. She couldn’t help but feel fortunate to have such a man by her side.

“Shall we order?” Andrew suggested, handing her the menu.

Madisyn scanned the options and chose a few dishes that caught her eye. When Andrew glanced over her selections before passing the order to the waiter, a flicker of surprise crossed his face. Was it just a coincidence? The dishes Mia had chosen were uncannily similar to Madisyn’s favorites.

As their meal was served, the conversation naturally shifted to their work at the laboratory. Andrew listened intently, his initial wariness giving way to genuine admiration. This woman’s expertise was undeniable; each word she spoke reinforced his belief that she was indeed the real Mia—after all, such knowledge and insight could only come from true experience.

“Mr. Klein, you’ve hardly touched your food. Please, have some,” Madisyn urged, gently placing a piece of meat on his plate.

Andrew glanced down at the meat and replied curtly, “Thank you.”

Still, Madisyn couldn’t help but notice that Andrew hadn’t so much as touched the meat she put on his plate. As the dinner neared its end, she couldn’t resist needling him a little. “Mr. Klein, are you worried I might poison you?”

Andrew met her gaze, his expression calm but measured. “If I were, I wouldn’t have come. The truth is, I have a girlfriend.”

For a moment, Madisyn was caught off guard. That was the last response she’d expected… But seeing how serious Andrew was, she couldn’t help teasing, “Your girlfriend’s never going to know, right? Is it really necessary to be so… principled, Mr. Klein?”

Andrew’s face softened, his tone earnest. “She’s someone I love deeply. It’s not about principles; it’s about respect. I don’t want to do anything that might hurt her.”

Madisyn raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. “Most women wouldn’t be bothered by something like this, right? Isn’t that a bit… petty?”

“I wouldn’t say she’s petty. It’s my duty to maintain some distance from other women to show my commitment,” Andrew replied, his voice steady with conviction.

Madisyn found herself both amused and unexpectedly pleased by his response.

As they exited the restaurant, she playfully brushed against his arm, only for Andrew to sidestep slightly, keeping his distance. “Shall we head to the lab now?” he asked.

“Of course,” Madisyn replied, her demeanor instantly turning professional at the mention of work.

The lab was nestled in the quiet suburbs, far from prying eyes. Though the area seemed unassuming, the security was anything but, with guards patrolling both inside and out. The building itself looked like a simple residential block, but as they descended into the basement, it was like stepping into a completely different world.

The basement was reinforced with bulletproof and blaze-resistant materials—a clear indication of the substantial resources Andrew had poured into this facility. The deeper they ventured, the more amazed Madisyn was at how sophisticated the facility was.

Finally, they arrived at the office. As soon as Andrew stepped inside, the air shifted. The team, who had been deep in discussion, immediately rose to their feet and greeted him respectfully, “Good evening, boss.”

Madisyn’s eyes flickered towards Andrew curiously. In here, Andrew was a completely different man—a puzzle she was slowly piecing together. Each new detail she uncovered only made him more intriguing, more enigmatic.

“Good evening, everyone. Please, take your seats,” Andrew said, his voice cold and authoritative.

As chairs scraped against the floor, all eyes inevitably drifted towards the stranger beside him.

“Allow me to introduce our lab’s newest member, Dr. Mia,” Andrew announced calmly.

At the mention of Mia, a ripple of excitement coursed through the gathered scientists.

Dr. Mia? Her reputation preceded her—a figure of almost mythic proportions in the medical world. Her surgeries, famous for their daunting difficulty, were the kind that even seasoned surgeons hesitated to attempt. Yet, she had succeeded in operating them.

But as the scientists took in the young woman standing before them, there was a collective pause. Mia looked so ordinary, almost unassuming.

“Hi, everyone,” Madisyn greeted, her voice casual, almost too casual for someone with her reputation.

“Is this really Dr. Mia?” a voice questioned, tinged with doubt.

“In the flesh,” Madisyn replied, her calmness unwavering. Her composed assurance left little room for skepticism. After all, if Andrew himself had brought her here, there could be no mistake. Soon, the hesitation evaporated, replaced by enthusiastic applause.

“This is incredible! With Dr. Mia joining us, our progress will skyrocket!” someone enthused, the excitement in the voice infectious.

The lab’s data was then turned over to Mia, who pored over it with intense focus. After all, developing the medication was no easy feat. Madisyn skimmed through the stacks of information, and what would have taken an ordinary person days to absorb, she digested in a matter of minutes.

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