Chapter 83

Chapter 83:

Madisyn squinted happily, the corners of her eyes crinkling as she savored the moment.

“When are you heading to the competition?” Andrew asked, his elegant all-black suit making him look both refined and distinguished.

“The day after tomorrow,” Madisyn responded.

“Aren’t you nervous at all?”

“Nope! Not at all,” she replied, taking another bite of her cake with a relaxed demeanor.

Andrew’s gaze lingered on her. He was captivated by the clear, bright quality of her eyes. They resembled the tranquil surface of a summer lake—effortlessly calm and deeply alluring.

As Madisyn enjoyed her cake, oblivious to the surroundings, another pair of eyes watched her intently.

That person was Jenna.

Lately, things at the Chapman Group hadn’t been going well. Jenna had finally managed to lock down a meeting with a key client, Harrison Miller, whose sleazy demeanor she had tolerated because of the potential benefits his partnership could offer.

The meeting had gone well, raising Jenna’s hopes for a boost in Chapman Group’s status.

“Mr. Miller, let me escort you out,” Jenna said with a practiced smile as they concluded their business discussions.

As Harrison stood, his attention was suddenly drawn away by a sight across the cafe—it was Madisyn.

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Jenna turned to see what had captivated him and caught Madisyn in the company of that pretty boy again. The scene piqued Jenna’s interest; the pretty boy with Madisyn looked strikingly familiar. Wasn’t he the same guy who had stepped out of that sleek Lamborghini the other day?

It couldn’t be. Could it?

Jenna didn’t believe Madisyn could end up with a handsome and affluent man. In her view, Madisyn was supposed to always be a step behind her. Here, Jenna had managed to secure a partnership with Harrison, and yet Madisyn was wasting her time away with a frivolous relationship.

“Mr. Miller, do you know my sister? Ever since her expulsion from our family, she’s been aimless, her personal life a chaotic mess. She seems to have a penchant for surrounding herself with various men,” Jenna remarked, nodding subtly towards Madisyn.

Harrison’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Various?”

“Yes, mostly male models, or so it seems. That appears to be her type,” Jenna said, injecting a note of feigned concern while observing Harrison’s increasingly perplexed expression.

Buoyed by what she interpreted as a shared disapproval, Jenna couldn’t resist the urge to confront Madisyn directly.

“Madisyn, it’s been so long, yet you’ve shown no signs of change. Can’t you live without a man? You don’t seem interested in self-improvement, just in hanging out with pretty boys.”

Madisyn, interrupted mid-bite, replied coolly, “Must you bark like a dog while people are eating? Can’t you find relevance without stirring up trouble?”

Jenna, a flush of embarrassment coloring her cheeks, retorted, “I’m only looking out for your best interest, Madisyn. How can you misunderstand me?”

“My personal affairs are none of your business. If you’re that idle, perhaps you should focus on building some good karma instead of meddling,” Madisyn retorted sharply, dismissing her with a wave.

Jenna’s temper flared. “You’re the one on a path to ruin, fraternizing with random male models as if in a moral freefall. Don’t you realize how unsavory that crowd can be? It’s repulsive.”

Despite her efforts to remain scornful, Jenna found herself unexpectedly taken aback by Andrew’s undeniable attractiveness. This was undoubtedly the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes upon. However, thinking of how many women he must have slept around with gave Jenna a reason to feel disgusted.

“Madisyn, look at your poor parents, toiling away in the countryside, while you’re here lavishly wasting money. Don’t you have any remorse? You’re utterly self-centered…”

Before she could continue her tirade, a sudden splash of water silenced her, leaving her dazed and speechless.

Jenna’s eyes widened in disbelief as she turned to face Andrew.

The gall of this man, daring to splash her with water, was outrageous.

“How dare you? Do you have any idea who I am? I could ruin your career with just one call,” Jenna said, her anger boiling over.

Madisyn’s laughter rang out, filled with incredulity. “Oh? Are you truly that influential, capable of ruining someone’s career with just a call?”

“He’s just a model. A mere nod from the Chapman family is enough to banish him from Gemond,” Jenna retorted with haughty assurance.

Madisyn couldn’t contain her amusement, glancing at Andrew to gauge his reaction to Jenna’s boastful claim.

Andrew’s expression remained stoic, his emotions unreadable.

Meanwhile, Harrison, who had been quietly observing the exchange, seemed increasingly agitated. He had harbored doubts about the man’s identity, but Andrew’s demeanor now left no room for uncertainty. This was indeed Andrew from Ansport, a figure of considerable repute and influence.

“Shut up!” Harrison suddenly burst out, his patience snapping.

As Jenna continued her tirade, he delivered a sharp slap across her face, stunning everyone.

Glaring at Jenna with fierce anger, he declared, “Jenna, if you’re looking to destroy yourself, leave me out of it. Our deal is off, and I refuse to associate with the Chapman family in any way.”

Jenna stood frozen, her face a mask of shock. “Mr. Miller, what is the meaning of this?”

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