After locking her door, Madelyn painted in her room. Her father did not allow painting, so she did it secretly. After about half an hour, she suddenly heard a knock on the door. Madelyn quickly put away her sketchbook and opened the door. When she saw Zach outside, she frowned. “What’s up?”

“Time to eat,” Zach said. “Got it. I’ll change my clothes and come down.” As she was about to close the door, Zach stopped it with his foot. Madelyn, surprised and slightly annoyed, saw his foot in the doorway. “What are you doing?”

“Can’t I come in and sit?” he smirked. “Are you crazy? It’s almost mealtime; what’s the point of sitting down?” Madelyn felt a tightness in her chest as she looked into his deep eyes, feeling completely helpless against him. “Fine, whatever.”

She let go, turned around, and went to her wardrobe, taking out a long cashmere skirt she often wore. The house was heated, and she also wore leggings, so she would not be too cold. She went into the bathroom to change, tying her long hair up with a hair tie into a bun, with a few strands of hair falling beside her ears.

on his knee, flipping through it casually. Madelyn rolled her eyes

displaying his mature aura. His sharp and cold facial features gave him a very masculine

showbiz gatherings before and had seen plenty of handsome guys, including professional

unknowingly feel a bit uneasy. But this

It was hard to put into words – just one look in his eyes and you

lot. He had a presence that not many others had, and being around him would naturally make one feel a bit less self-assured. His aura had a certain intensity, and in

they developed strong feelings for him. However, in this life, prior to Jadie’s

made sense as Zach always maintained control, never letting his composure slip, and handled every situation with ease. It was almost as if he had no capacity for deep feelings. Such an unfeeling nature made it hard to believe he

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