Chapter 6
My Wife Is A Masquerade Master
The kid who doesnât get candy is best at throwing tantrums. Since she wanted to cause trouble, then let her. I wonât spoil her.â Neville thought.
He then replied: [Fine, you can have some time to figure out where you went wrong.]
When Madison received this message, she almost cursed.
He thought my leaving was just finding a way out for myself. Damn it she thought.
After turning off her phone, she boarded the plane. This time, her purpose was not only to address the brand cooperation. matter but also to find some muchâneeded relaxation.
She indeed needed time to introspect, to discern why she let her pride erode for years on end, and why she put up with disrespect from a man who didnât even love her.
Neville, on the other hand, noticed the absence of Madisonâs repentant messages and furrowed his brow.
In the past, whenever he sent her messages, she would respond promptly. Now, it seemed she had grown bolder, repeatedly testing his patience and challenging him in new ways.
Neville immediately called Madison, but the prompt said that her phone was turned off.
Nevilleâs face instantly turned cold.
Bernard felt a secret joy. He didnât expect Neville to lose at times.
But before the smile could spread on his face, he met Nevilleâs horrible gaze.
Bernard immediately shivered and said, âMr. Preston, Miss Guzman might feel embarrassed and not know how to face you.â
Neville raised an eyebrow. Indeed, he had been too indulgent with her lately, not only returning home on time but also occasionally replying to her messages.
However, it seemed that they were in a fight, and she didnât want to reveal her embarrassment in front of him, so she could only turn off her phone.
Neville thought, âHeh, she really hasnât changed at all!
Book a ticket to Eatonheim immediately. I need to go on a business trip for a few days,â he said.
Madison had gone too far. He didnât intend to give her an opportunity to apologize. So Neville might as well leave her alone. for a few days to reflect on her mistake.
Madison couldnât help but sneeze, as if she felt something was wrong.
Ross had been urging her anxiously, but she encountered a plane malfunction, delaying her flight by two hours.
She sat in the airport lounge, flipping through information about Fliwip.
Fliwip was once an old luxury brand that had fallen into a slump due to its conservative and outdated styles. However, everything changed when a new leader took charge five years ago. Through bold and comprehensive reforms, Fliwip managed to make a remarkable comeback, repositioning itself among the worldâs top five luxury brands.
The new leader was driven by ambition, going as far as declaring that Fliwip would be open to any brand cooperation as long as the other party possessed the necessary capital.
This new approach signaled a willingness to embrace change and pursue collaborations to further propel the brandâs Success.
In the three years since she married into the Preston family, Madison entrusted âLoveilleâ to Ross Ross was an outsider in the design industry. Madison had to deal with the affairs of the Preston family and could only allocate limited time to design a few drafts for her brand. Consequently, the brandâs offerings became lackluster.
Clothing design had always been Madisonâs passion, and she longed for an opportunity to showcase her talent and prove herself once again She refused to be seen as eye candy. She possessed the talent and capability to establish her own name in the industry.
The boarding announcement echoed in the hall, and Madison, carrying her suitcase, walked over Feeling a bit bored while waiting, she turned on her phone again.
Rossâs messages flooded in. As she queued, she lowered her head to reply to the messages.
Somehow, she felt something strange.
Madison raised her head and met Nevilleâs deep and cold eyes. His eyes carried a mocking chill as he said, âHow bored are you to track me down at the airport?â
Neville felt right to be cold to her. He thought Madison couldnât endure the loneliness and followed him.
Madison suddenly felt like she had been struck by lightning. She took a deep breath, trying hard to show a distant smile. âMr. Preston, you seem to have misunderstood something.â
Neville perceived a touch of harshness in her address, prompting him to furrow his brow and retort.
âHavenât you played these tricks before!â
Madison instantly felt like she was slapped in the face.
She used to love Neville with unwavering devotion, eagerly awaiting his return home. However, his frequent business trips, occurring every few days, made it challenging for her to see him. She resorted to creating various contrived âchance encountersâ in order to spend time with him. Unfortunately, these actions led to misunderstandings, and she was even mistaken for a stalker and handed over to the police by Nevilleâs staff.
Madison had paid a heavy price for her futile attempts and had no desire to repeat her past mistakes.
As she touched her flat stomach, a mixture of frustration and sorrow welled up within her. With a cold tone, she stated. âEveryone makes mistakes when theyâre young. But recognizing them and making amends is what really countsâ
Madison left without looking back, not sparing a glance for Neville.
Neville stared at her back, dumbfounded in place. Until the staff reminded him it was time to board, he walked over with wide steps.
Madison, sitting in her seat, cursed in her heart. How could I be so unlucky as to be on the same flight as Neville? Fortunately, Nevilleâs living standards were topânotch. He would stay in first class instead of business classâ
Feeling stuffy in her chest. Madison picked up her phone and complained to Ross, âSorry, Iâm afraid Iâll be late. Please try to smooth Fliwip Ross said. âIt seems youâre not in a good mood. Did someone upset you?â
âNothing Just got bitten by an arrogant, fierce, and ruthless dog!â Madison said.
âTrit serious? Do you need to get a rabies shot?â Ross asked.
Madison was about to reply when she saw Neville sitting next to her. She was shocked Neville gritted his teeth and said, âBitten by a dogâ
Madison silently turned off her phone and changed the subject. âMr. Preston, if youâve come to interrogate me about what just happened, sorry, I didnât track you. If you donât believe it, you can have your assistant check it.â
Neville threw his boarding pass aside.
Madison widened her eyes in surprise and thought, âDamn it, could it really be this coincidental? Neville ends up same business class as me, and our seats are even next to each other. Fate works in mysterious ways, in the In the past, she had exerted tremendous effort to cross paths with Neville, but it always seemed impossible. Yet now, by some twist of fate, they found themselves in such close proximity, seat by seat.
A mischievous coldness gleamed in Nevilleâs deep eyes, seemingly mocking her. Well, well, well, look at that. You went to great lengths to engineer chances to meet me, and now you can even sit right beside me, he thought.
Madison suddenly felt disgusted. âForget it. He wouldnât believe me even if I explained, she thought and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep to avoid the annoyance.
Neville took it as a sign of guilt. He coldly said, âMadison, if you want to secure your position, just behave and donât play tricks SEND D GIFT