The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning (Madelyn)
Chapter 460 by Max Charming

The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning By Max Charming chapter 460

Madelyn thought, ‘Ethan not being able to let go of Donna is just like Zach; he couldn’t let go

of Jadie even after she died in my past life.

‘I thought Ethan would get back with Donna. Why did he come to find me in the middle of the

night? He’s always unpredictable… just like Zach.

Madelyn was only eighteen years old now. But she was living her second life, so she was very mature.

At four twenty–six in the morning, in the dimly lit study, Zach’s eyes were extremely cold as he

watched the surveillance footage. At this moment, he was like a lurking snake in the shadows.

He made the atmosphere in the entire study very chilly.

He grabbed the cup nearby and violently threw it at the door. The coffee slowly dripped down.

The shattered pieces of the cup were on the floor.

The sound of the cup shattering was as loud as the raging storm outside. The raindrops

pattered against the windows. The sudden lightning bolt in the sky cast a shadow on half of

Zach’s face. He looked very cold and terrifying.

Jadie heard the loud sound and immediately opened the study door, “Zach!”

The light from the computer screen was shining on Zach’s face. When Jadie saw the look on

his face, she was frightened. She asked, “What happened? I heard…”

“Get out!” Zach’s voice was low. He tried to suppress his anger.

Jadie worriedly took a step closer, “I’m just worried about you.”

Zach bellowed, “Don’t you understand what I said? Let me repeat myself. You aren’t allowed

to get near the study without my permission!”

Jadie clenched her fists so tightly that her fingertips turned white, “I–I got it.”

She was frustrated and shed tears. She then turned around and walked out before forcefully

closing the study door as if venting her emotions.

Right at that moment, the phone on the desk rang and vibrated.

When Zach saw the phone number, he grabbed his phone and walked to the floor–to–ceiling

window. He stood upright, answering the call with another hand in his pocket. He quietly

waited for the other person to speak.

He then heard a hysterical scream, “Ethan has gone back! He must’ve gone to find her. You

have to figure something out. You must think fast… Ethan is mine! He’s mine!”

Zach took out a cigarette and lit it in the darkness. The smoke curled up in the air. He

emotionlessly said, “If you want me to do something for you, you must pay a price or an

equivalent exchange. What can you offer me?”

It seemed like he expected this person to call him.

The other person said, “Give me a price. I’ll pay any amount of money you want!”

Zach exhaled thick smoke, “I’m not interested in money.”

The other person asked, “What do you want then?”

Zach answered, “What I want is quite simple. It just depends on whether you’re willing to or not.”

The other person said hurriedly, “Okay. I’ll give you anything as long as you help me.”

Zach asked, “Even your life?” The three words were so menacing that they resembled a demon from hell.