Chapter 348

Chapter 348:

“No,” Andrew replied firmly.

Madisyn raised an eyebrow, a hint of skepticism in her gaze. “You’re lying to me. What about Kristine and the others?”

“They’re just like Gilbert,” Andrew said, his voice steady, implying their affection was also driven by ulterior motives.

Madisyn studied him, her eyes lingering on his handsome face. “But even without your family background, there must be plenty of wealthy women who are drawn to you just for your looks.”

Andrew caught the playful glint in her eyes and didn’t take offense. Instead, a smirk played on his lips. “Really? Does that include you?”

Madisyn paused, her expression thoughtful. “I am drawn to you now.”

Andrew chuckled, his deep, magnetic laughter sending a pleasant shiver down her spine. His voice, so rich and smooth, made her heart skip a beat. She hadn’t been particularly interested in men before, but Andrew had changed that. The idea of having someone as striking as him by her side suddenly seemed very appealing.

The atmosphere between them felt just right, charged with a subtle electricity—until Madisyn’s phone rang, shattering the moment. Irritated, she picked it up, assuming it was Gilbert again. “What now?” she snapped.

But it wasn’t Gilbert. It was Elaine, her voice urgent. “Madisyn, something’s happened.”

“What is it?” Madisyn asked cautiously, sensing the urgency in Elaine’s voice.

“Courtney lost her baby,” Elaine said.

Madisyn gasped, “What?” The news shocked her. She quickly ended the call, her mind racing. But Andrew’s concerned voice cut through her thoughts. “What happened?”

“Courtney had a miscarriage,” Madisyn replied, her voice tinged with disbelief.

Instinctively, she picked up her phone again, scrolling through Twitter. The news had already exploded online, triggering waves of reactions and speculations.

“Courtney miscarried?”

“I saw her being rushed into the hospital, covered in blood. It was horrifying!”

“Oh no! That doesn’t sound good at all! Did Andrew have something to do with this?”

“Oh my God! Even if he didn’t want the child, he shouldn’t have resorted to such extremes. That’s beyond cruel.”

“I know the rich play dirty, but this is next-level vicious.”

“He killed his own child? If Andrew can do that, what else would he not dare to do? Would you trust a company run by someone so heartless?”

“I’m steering clear of anything Klein Group produces.”

“Courtney, that poor girl, I feel so sorry for her!”

“I’ve always warned people—marrying into a wealthy family isn’t as glamorous as it seems.”

“Andrew is vicious, and let’s not forget Madisyn’s involvement! She’s Andrew’s girlfriend—there’s no way she’d let someone else have his baby.”

“The thought alone is terrifying. Both the Johns Group and Klein Group should be boycotted.”

The internet was ablaze with speculation, and fingers were quickly pointed at Madisyn, linking her to the tragedy and accusing her of being complicit. Madisyn glanced at the latest figures for the Johns Group’s stocks; the numbers were grim. Since the news broke, the stock prices had plummeted, wiping out tens of millions of dollars in mere minutes.

Meanwhile, Andrew’s phone also rang. He answered briefly before hanging up, his expression unchanged. Sensing the gravity of the situation, Madisyn asked quietly, “Was that your grandfather?”

“Yes,” Andrew replied, his voice calm and measured. “He’s aware of everything. Courtney made sure to inform him immediately after causing such a scene.”

“Are you going back to see him?”

“I’ll go back tomorrow,” Andrew said, his tone steady.

Madisyn bit her lip, worry creasing her brow as she looked at him. Despite his calm exterior, she couldn’t help but be concerned. Andrew noticed her anxiety and met her gaze. “Are you worried about me?” he asked, a hint of softness in his voice. “Come with me then! I’ll feel more at ease if you’re by my side.”

Madisyn nodded. “Okay, I’ll go with you.”

Andrew smiled slightly and placed food in front of her. “Eat. Don’t stress. I’ve already prepared for this.” His composure was reassuring, and it was clear he had a plan in place.

They continued to eat in silence, the tension palpable as chaos unfolded elsewhere.

In a hospital ward, Courtney, having just woken up, was overcome with grief upon learning she had lost her baby. Sarai, ever the opportunist, saw a chance to manipulate the narrative. She wasted no time in summoning reporters to the hospital, where they eagerly bombarded Courtney with questions.

“My daughter has just suffered a miscarriage,” Sarai began, her voice laced with sorrow. “She’s understandably distraught, so I’ll speak on her behalf.”

Facing the reporters, Sarai crafted her story carefully, her words measured. “Courtney has always admired Andrew deeply. She had never imagined they would sleep together that day, but when it happened, Andrew assured her he would take responsibility. We believed him, thinking that Andrew, as a man of honor, would stand by her. Naturally, we thought this meant he had ended things with Madisyn.”

Sarai paused for effect, her expression sorrowful. “But now, Andrew is denying that Courtney’s child was his. It’s heartbreaking. Courtney has always been a pure, obedient girl. I’ve raised her to be careful, to wait until marriage for such things. She has never had a…”

Through Sarai’s carefully spun tale, she painted Courtney as an innocent, naive girl who had loved Andrew faithfully, only to be discarded after they had been intimate.

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