naturally veered towards the welfare of strays.


    During their discussion, Andrew picked up some food for Madisyn.novelbin


    Madisyn’s delight was palpable as she tasted it- each bite surpassed the already excellent culinary standards she was ustomed to at the Johns’ residence, seeming almost custom-prepared for her.


    Amid their dining, the buzz of Madisyn’s phone interrupted-a video call from Waylon.


    “Are you in a restaurant, Madisyn?” Waylon appeared on Madisyn’s screen, dramatically attired as an ancient nobleman on a film set, his demeanor captivating.


    “Yes,” she answered simply.


    “Who’s apanying you? Is it a man?” Waylon’s eyes conveyed a mix of curiosity and concern.


    Waylon’s tone was tinged with protectiveness.


    After all, he had just been reunited with his sister and thest thing he wanted was for her to be taken away by another man.


    Madisyn hesitated briefl


    y, catching Waylon’s attention, prompting an increase in his watchfulness.


    She nced at Andrew, who gave a reassuring nod, and she confessed, “I’m having lunch with Andrew.


    ”


    “How did thate about?” Waylon asked.


    “We bumped into each other on the street, and he invited me to join him,” Madisyn exined.


    Waylon’s anxiety eased slightly with this information.


    Andrew was reliable and honorable-a far saferpany for Madisyn than most.


    Considering his ongoing film shoot would keep him upied for a while, Waylon recognized the importance of Madisyn having someone trustworthy by her side.


    Pondering this, Waylon suggested, “You should hang out more with Andrew.


    If you need anything and I can’t be there, he’s the one you should turn to.


    ”


    “Okay,” Madisyn replied.


    After a bit more casual conversation, Waylon ended the call to return to his filming duties.


    Simultaneously, Andrew’s phone vibrated with a new message from Waylon.


    “Keep an eye on my sister.


    Make sure no other guys mess around near her!”


    Andrew promptly responded, “Absolutely!”


    Waylon’s reply came quick.


    “You’re a true friend.


    You know what? I owe you a dinner when I’m back.


    ”


    As Madisyn savored her meal, a strand of her long hair slipped from behind her ear.


    She reached up to tuck it back but was met by Andrew’s hand gently helping her.


    After assisting her, he signaled for a waiter and requested a hair tie for her.


    “Thank you very much!” Madisyn expressed her gratitude as she secured her hair with the hair tie.


    The meal left Madisyn feeling fully content, and upon finishing, Andrew had the leftovers neatly packaged.


    He handed her a card, saying, “Next time you’re here, use this card so you can dine in this room.


    ”