Chapter 699

Chapter 699:

“Mr. Klein!” the worker called again, urgency in his voice, snapping Andrew back to reality just in time to avoid a collision.

A servant rushed over, concern etched on his face. “Mr. Klein, are you alright?”

The servants were responsible for Andrew’s safety, especially now that he was about to become part of the royal family. Any misstep would be unacceptable. Still, knowing Andrew’s usual sharpness, they couldn’t understand why he had suddenly spaced out.

“I’m fine,” Andrew replied calmly.

Madisyn stepped into the villa and found Waylon pacing back and forth in the living room.

“What are you doing? You’re making me dizzy!” she remarked.

Waylon immediately stopped and grabbed her arm, his expression filled with worry. “Madisyn.”

“Hmm?” she responded.

“Why don’t we leave? Let’s go back to Lorpond. We can find you someone better than Andrew to marry!” he declared, his voice firm with determination.

He’d spent the entire day mulling things over, convinced that with Andrew’s marriage to Savannah inevitable, the only way to spare Madisyn more pain was to walk away. Watching her suffer was something Waylon simply couldn’t bear.

Moreover, it seemed overwhelming for Madisyn to even consider standing against the royal family of Aswil. Sensing Waylon’s concern, Madisyn smiled softly. “Are you worried that I’ll be heartbroken, Waylon?”

“You say you’re not heartbroken, but how could you not be?” Waylon frowned, his gaze full of unease.

“With you and our parents caring for me, I’m already happy. Staying here isn’t just about Andrew; it’s for the sake of Lorpond and Aswil. You know that if Savannah’s father takes power, Lorpond will be his first target, and innocent lives will be lost.”

Waylon froze for a moment, her words sinking in. She was right…

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“I just think it’s unfair… You’ve sacrificed so much,” Waylon muttered, clenching his teeth.

“It’s not unfair. If Andrew and I were in each other’s shoes, he’d stay for me too.”

“That may be true, but you’re up against the royal family of Aswil, and they’re getting engaged tomorrow.”

“Waylon, maybe you should check the news.”

“The news?” Waylon blinked, confused. He had been so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he hadn’t even glanced at the headlines.

When he opened Twitter, Waylon’s eyes widened in disbelief. His name was trending.

“Waylon’s mysterious girlfriend?”

“Is Waylon being fair to Patty?”

“Waylon’s scandal?”

What? He hadn’t done anything! How did he end up with a “mysterious girlfriend”?

As he clicked through the posts, the truth became clear. Paparazzi had snapped photos of him and Madisyn entering a hotel.

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