Reborn to my engagement night by Baxter Walters

Reborn to My Engagement Night

Chapter 167 Lucky To Have Met Me

Satisfied, Madelyn let go of Josiah, and the whole group merrily went off to have their meal.

Josiah rubbed his painful ear pitifully, wearing an expression of frustration.

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In no time, they settled into a spacious private room in a certain restaurant, large enough to accommodate thirty people.

The dishes were served promptly, and the table was soon filled with extravagant delicacies.

Madelyn picked up her wine glass and stood up with a smile. “Eat and drink to your heart’s content, everyone! The bill is on me.”

After she finished speaking, she even patted her chest in assurance.

“You’re so generous, Madelyn!” The group exclaimed in unison.

The atmosphere soon became lively.

Madelyn, Jillian, Maxton, Josiah, Tristan, and the others chatted away happily.

“Are you two classmates?” Maxton glanced at Josiah, then at Madelyn. Noticing that they were of similar age, he couldn’t help but feel curious.

“No, not at all,” Madelyn shook her head while gnawing on a drumstick, speaking in a casual tone. “I met Josiah by chance at the race course. We’ve been through life and death situations together.”

For reasons he couldn’t quite explain, Maxton found himself inexplicably relieved.

“Hey! Let me tell you something, you cheeky girl,” protested Josiah. “You’re lucky to have met me, got it? There are countless young ladies out there who’d love to know me, yet they can’t.”

With a smug expression, Josiah snorted after he spoke.

“Pshh.” Madelyn scoffed, smiling contemptuously. As if suddenly remembering something, she said with a proud beam, “Oh, I almost forgot to introduce you all. This gentleman standing next to me is a nationally acclaimed martial arts champion. He’s also my martial arts coach. His name is Maxton Wendel. Handsome, isn’t he?”

“Yes, he is!” At this moment, Tristan interjected, “Forgive my frankness, but although I’ve seen quite a few handsome men over the years, none of them really impressed me. However, at the shooting range just now, Coach Wendel’s charm left me in awe. Here’s a toast to you!”

raised his glass at Maxton and

a casual smile, then picked up his glass and took a sip.

wondering what’s the connection. You should have mentioned

a toast. Maxton responded by taking another

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wasn’t used to it at first

a happy, harmonious

often go to the

shook his head. “Not really. I

his lic, “He’s lying!

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frequent it, but his shooting skills are also

piqued.

at the two of them, grumbling, “Can’t you two just shut

looked at Madelyn. “Don’t listen to them.”

would believe

said, brimming with enthusiasm as he blabbered nonstop. “Let me tell you, Madelyn, Josiah has been forced to learn shooting since he was little by his family. He’s also talented, so he has never missed a shot from the age of seven. But somehow, as he grew up, he developed this strong rebellious streak. He’d never listen to his family and constantly goes against them. Now he just goes

his words, Tristan regrettably

a glare. “You’re

out a soft chuckle.

elders of the Blume family held significant positions in the military. Therefore, it wasn’t surprising that they’d nurture the younger generation in terms of such

pity that this spoiled

Josiah excitedly. “Hey, add me on WhatsApp. Or you

to?” Josiah was enjoying his meal peacefully until he heard

so. Giving up on asking him, she turned to Tristan.

of numbers and asked, “Do you want his WhatsApp? I

a punch on Tristan’s shoulder. “Did this brat pay you or what? Why are you always siding with outsiders?”

Tristan lowered his

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