Comeback Of The Adored Heiress

Chapter 693:

She got up, went to the bathroom, and splashed water on her face before heading downstairs. As she descended, she saw Waylon sitting on the sofa, holding a card. He seemed deeply engrossed in whatever was written on it, his brow slightly furrowed.

She approached him and asked, “Waylon, what are you looking at?”

Upon hearing her voice, Waylon instinctively tried to hide the card. However, Madisyn, who had already sat beside him, quickly spotted it.

It was an invitation to Savannah and Andrew’s engagement party.

Madisyn’s face remained composed, though she felt a slight pang in her heart.

“Why don’t we just abduct Andrew? You’re so capable. Maybe you can help him regain his memory,” Waylon suggested.

“Abduct Andrew?” Madisyn replied in a low voice. “We can’t even get a chance to see him now.”

Waylon thought for a moment before nodding. “You’re right. There are guards everywhere here. If only he’d come out to see us…” He sighed regretfully.

Andrew coming out to see them? It did sound like a good idea. But in Andrew’s current state, they were nothing more than strangers to him. He didn’t remember them at all. Why would he come out to meet them?

Madisyn’s heart sank at the thought. She desperately wished for an opportunity to help Andrew regain his memory.

“Why don’t we ask the queen for help? Maybe she is willing to assist us,” Waylon suddenly suggested.

Madisyn nodded in agreement. She then took out her phone and sent a message to Babette. Fortunately, they had exchanged contact information a few days ago.

Meanwhile, in Savannah’s house, she was elegantly eating lunch. She couldn’t help but admire the man sitting across from her. His chiseled features were accentuated by the soft glow of the midday sun filtering through the large windows. He looked exceptionally handsome, exuding an air of timeless nobility.

Andrew had always carried himself with a natural charisma that set him apart from others.

“My dear, you’ve been very busy with the engagement preparations these days. It must have tired you,” Savannah said softly, gazing at Andrew with tenderness in her eyes.

“It’s for our engagement. How could it tire me?” Andrew replied. Though his expression remained stern, he offered a faint smile.

Savannah’s heart fluttered slightly. She had no romantic feelings for Andrew. Their marriage was purely a matter of power. But she couldn’t deny that his striking features and the air of nobility around him were something she’d never encountered in Aswil.

After lunch, they sat on the sofa in the living room. Savannah’s hand gently caressed Andrew’s waist as she leaned in closer to him.

Although they had been spending a lot of time together recently, they had never kissed.noveldrama

Savannah, taking the initiative, moved in for a kiss but suddenly stopped. Any man would understand her hint, yet Andrew seemed oblivious to it. He even said, “What’s wrong? There’s nothing on your face.”

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