As everyone began to settle down for the meal, Andrew took a seat next to Madisyn, thoughtfully cing her favorite dishes onto her te.


    Meanwhile, at another table, Dane’s phone buzzed with iing messages.


    The screen lit up with images pulled from surveince footage, depicting Madisyn and Andrew together in a seemingly intimate exchange.


    The anonymous sender used Madisyn of unfaithfulness, branding her a slut.


    Dane’s face hardened instantly.


    Without hesitation, he tasked his assistant with uncovering the origin of these inmmatory messages.


    Observing Andrew and Madisynughing together only fueled his unease.


    In a decisive move, Dane took Waylon out to the garden.


    “Dane, what’s so urgent that it couldn’t wait until after Lunch?”


    Waylon asked, a note of bewilderment in his voice.


    Dane looked at his younger brother, his expression a mixture of frustration and pity.


    Beyond his good looks, Waylon seemed tock the cunning that was a hallmark of the Johns family.


    “Just see for yourself,” Dane said, handing over the phone.


    Waylon’s eyes narrowed as he scrolled through the photos.


    “Someone has been snooping on Madisyn?” His voice grew sharp with anger.


    “I’ve already initiated an investigation.


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    But tell me, don’t you think there’s something questionable about how close Madisyn and Andrew have be?” Dane pressed, his gaze intent and probing.


    Waylon, tinged with confusion, replied, “Perhaps a bit, but isn’t it just normal for Andrew to dine with her? After all, he did promise to look after her.


    ”


    Dane was taken aback by Waylon’s simple view of the situation.


    Waylon, noticing his brother’s silence, continued, “I know you’re not Andrew’s biggest fan, but he’s been a reliable friend to me.


    He wouldn’t betray my trust by pursuing my sister!”


    Dane, realizing the futility of the argument, simply remained silent and walked away, resigning himself from the conversation.


    Waylon, left standing alone, scratched his head in bewilderment, struggling to grasp Dane’s perspective.


    It was Dane who harbored unnecessary suspicions about Andrew, yet now he was the one who got upset.


    Shaking his head, Waylon returned to the dining table.


    As lunch concluded, the younger attendees drifted towards their respective entertainments, while the older ones settled into games of chess and cards.


    Madisyn observed Andrew from a distance and noted that his behavior towards her hadn’t changed; he was as courteous as ever, Likely oblivious to what he had said in his inebriation two days ago.


    Andrew, despite his aloof nature and high social standing that naturallymanded attention, maintained a cold exterior that kept others at bay.


    Only Waylon, undeterred, beckoned him to join in a card game.


    A youngdy seized the opportunity and chimed in enthusiastically, “Can I join you guys?”


    The gamemenced shortly after.