Chapter 711

Chapter 711:

However, it seemed Andrew didn’t want to rest. He looked at Madisyn and asked, “Who is she? Why did you hit her? You’re not that cruel.”

Savannah stammered, “She… She did something wrong.” Then, she turned to her subordinates and said without hesitation, “Take her away.”

Savannah’s men followed her orders.

Waylon had been searching for Madisyn everywhere. Finally, he spotted her approaching. He quickly strode over to her, only to be filled with anger and horror when he saw the wounds and bruises all over her body.

“Madisyn, what happened? Who did this to you?” Waylon immediately grabbed her hand, his eyes brimming with concern. A sense of protectiveness rushed through him. Since her return to the family, every family member had been exceptionally caring and concerned about her. If they found out she was hurt, they would beat him to death.

“It’s nothing. Just minor injuries,” Madisyn shook her head, forcing a smile. However, her face was deathly pale.

“Minor injuries? Have you seen yourself? You’re covered with wounds and bruises,” Waylon said, his eyes reddening.

He asked through clenched teeth, “Who did this? Was it Patty or someone else?”

“Waylon, calm down first. I’m fine, really. I’m hurt, but it’s worth it,” Madisyn said calmly. “I obtained some crucial information.”

She leaned closer and whispered in Waylon’s ear, “Andrew has regained his memory.”

“What? He regained his memory?” Waylon was stunned. But the anger simmering inside him intensified. “He regained his memory, but just stood by and watched you get hurt? That’s not Andrew at all. If the former Andrew knew you were hurt, he would definitely…”

“Ahh!”

Before Waylon could finish his words, a piercing scream suddenly echoed through the building, interrupting him. The guests in the grand hall rushed in the direction of the voice.

“What was that? Did something happen to the princess?”

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“Oh my God! What happened?”

“Let’s go see!”

Instantly, a crowd of people swarmed, eager to find out what was happening. Madisyn and Waylon exchanged glances and silently followed the crowd upstairs, towards the source of the noise. Everyone gathered around the door of Savannah’s dressing room.

“Is it true? Mr. Klein hit Savannah?”

“Oh, my! This is insane! Has the world gone mad?”

“What’s going on?” Waylon asked someone in the crowd.

“Oh, it’s unbelievable! Mr. Klein hit Savannah. And I heard him threaten the guards that if they came in, he’d kill her. They’re still inside the dressing room. We don’t know the exact situation,” the man replied, his shock and nervous anticipation evident on his face. After all, this was the first time a princess had been held hostage in the palace. Such an unprecedented event had shocked everyone.

Moreover, the two involved were soon-to-be-engaged. This incident was almost too much to comprehend.

The commotion had reached Yolanda Wilson, Savannah’s mother, who rushed over to see what was happening. As soon as she arrived, the crowd instinctively parted to make way for her.

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