Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 89

This question caught Madisyn off-guard, prompting an unbidden image of Andrew close enough to touch, his subtle scent enveloping her, his Lips dangerously inviting…

“Oh, come on, it seems you might actually like him!” Susan teased Madisyn, pulling her back from her daydream.

“That can’t be,” Madisyn countered quickly, her voice a mix of surprise and denial.

Susan just shook her head gently, her look one of knowing amusement.

Madisyn was still oblivious to her own feelings, which she’d surely recognize in time.

Their conversation meandered on, fading into quiet murmurs as sleep began to overtake them.

In the study, however, the light was still on.

Dane was deep in his work, his intense concentration evident in every deliberate movement, his aura one of undeniable authority.

Josie, stepping into the room, paused to take in the sight.

Dane’s handsome features and sharp business acumen marked him as a standout among his peers.

She had admired him since their youth.

“Dane, you’re still working at this hour? Would you Like some milk?”

Josie suggested softly, her voice laced with care as she extended the warm glass towards Dane.

“Thanks, but I don’t really drink milk,” Dane responded, his tone flat, devoid of warmth.

“Milk is good for you, but if you prefer, I can make you some coffee instead?” she offered, hoping to find a reason to stay.

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“You’re Kristine’s friend.

You don’t need to bother with these things.

Just go rest,” Dane said, maintaining a polite but firm distance.

Josie’s heart sank a little.

Despite her looks, her family background and her friendship with Kristine, Dane seemed to have no interest in her.

“Dane, it’s no trouble at all.

I’m not busy.

I’ll make the coffee,” she insisted gently, then turned to leave, hiding her frustration.

Dane felt a stir of annoyance.

He had always made sure to decline unwanted attention from women he wasn’t interested in.

But with Josie being Kristine’s friend, he often found himself treading a delicate line, not wanting to be overly harsh.

As he mulled over this, a sudden noise at the door caught his attention.

“ARI”