Comeback Of The Adored Heiress - Chapter 732

Chapter 732:

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At the lab, Howard had already started wrapping up his work. Peyton was supposed to show up for an inspection, but he was nowhere to be found.

After asking around, Howard discovered that both Peyton and Corbett had disappeared. How could they have vanished at the same time?

Something didn’t sit right with him.

But in the organization, death was just part of the job, and soon enough, new personnel would be sent to work with him.

After Howard demonstrated how the watch worked, the man beside him exclaimed, “This is amazing! Just what we’d expect from Lorpond’s top innovator! Hand them over. I’ll get them distributed.”

“Alright.”

Howard leaned against the table, watching the person walk away with the watches. Everything had gone off without a hitch, but that only made him more uneasy. Why was it all going so smoothly? It felt… off.

Too off.

He thought about contacting Milly, but she had warned him not to reach out unless it was absolutely necessary. Taking a deep breath, Howard decided to wait. Milly would find him when the time was right.

Since Andrew had returned, everyone felt relieved, and Madisyn, at last, could get some much-needed rest.

In the next few days, Waylon and Andrew showed her around the capital of Aswil.

They had purchased a few things here and there, while lending their ears to the worries of the citizens.

“Is the king really going to be replaced? I don’t want us falling under the control of business tycoons.”

“The Hunt family and the Black family are truly terrifying. A relative of mine accidentally bumped into a young lady from the Black family, and he was fired on the spot!”

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“Are they really that ruthless?”

“Yes. They have the wealth to do as they please, and with the king’s brother poised to take power, they’ll grow even more reckless.”

The people’s fears were palpable.

No one wanted their nation under the iron grip of the business tycoons, for it would spell hardship for the common folk.

Yet, despite their anxiety, the citizens were powerless to stop it. That evening, Waylon received a message that he was needed at the company, so he said his goodbyes to Madisyn and Andrew. The moment Waylon was gone, Andrew took Madisyn’s hand.

Madisyn glanced at Andrew, his fingers softly tracing the back of her hand, while a touch of longing flickered in his eyes. “It feels like it has been ages since we last held hands.”

They had both kept their distance with Waylon around, as Madisyn didn’t like being too affectionate in front of others.

Madisyn found Andrew’s little grievance endearing and let out a light laugh. “Don’t worry. There’ll be plenty of chances ahead.”

“I want to hold your hand forever.”

“Alright, then let’s keep holding hands.”

As soon as the words left her lips, Andrew leaned in, pressing his mouth against hers with a tenderness that held the weight of something long-awaited. Beneath it, though, simmered an intensity that couldn’t be contained.

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