?<strong>Chapter 861:</strong>


    Her hands trembled as she packed her things, her face ghostly pale.


    At Edge Entertainment, as Madisyn wrapped up her work, her phone buzzed, and Andrew’s familiar voice greeted her.


    He hade to pick her up.


    She stepped out of the building and immediately spotted the sleek Rolls-Royce waiting by the curb.


    “I want to take you somewhere,” Andrew said.


    “All right,” Madisyn replied, her tone calm.


    She didn’t ask where they were headed but felt she already knew.


    Andrew hadn’t responded to the online controversy, which meant he had a different way of handling it.


    The car moved smoothly through the city, neon signs reflecting off the windows, painting the night in fleeting colors.


    Eventually, they arrived at Ansport’s most exclusive rooftop restaurant.


    On the top floor, the view stretched endlessly— a dazzling panorama of the city below.


    But Madisyn’s attention wasn’t on the scenery.


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    Tonight, the focus was on what Andrew had to say.


    As she ate, a sudden, sharp sound made her pause.


    She turned toward the window, her eyes widening as fireworks burst across the dark sky.


    Brilliant colors streaked through the air, falling like glowing petals and lighting up the night.


    Then, rising steadily, drones appeared, their tiny lights forming letters, and soon Madisyn’s name illuminated the sky, framed by a perfect heart.


    The sight left her speechless, its beauty almost too much to take in.


    Madisyn brought her hand to her mouth, her gaze snapping to Andrew, disbelief etched across her face.


    Andrew sat calmly, his face softened by the flickering light, his eyes full of warmth.


    “That must have been expensive,” she said, her voice filled with wonder as she nced back at the disy.


    “To show you my love, it’s worth every penny,” Andrew replied gently.


    “And I’ll keep showing you, no matter what it takes.”


    Madisyn studied him quietly, the soft orange glow from the fireworks ying across his face, making him look even more graceful and captivating.


    In that moment, Madisyn couldn’t help but feel deeply moved.


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