The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 619

Then, Madelyn went to a shopping mall on the iconic street of Boulevard Haussmann of France. She had previously worked there as a

saleswoman, although only for a few days.

The hotel got them a car, and a driver took Madelyn and the bodyguards there.

Inside the mall Madelyn pretended to take a few pieces of clothes. The bodyguards took photos of her, and she figured that they were probably reporting her whereabouts to Zach.

After that, Madelyn went into a lingerie store and made several purchases.

While sitting in the car, Zach felt his phone vibrating. He took it out and saw a notification of a deduction from his account balance. Then he casually turned off the screen and put it back into his pocket. Madelyn had just spent several hundred thousand dollars in one go with his card, yet he did not seem to care at all.

Kevin reported to him, ‘Ms. Samford will arrive at the airport around nine–thirty at night.”

Zach responded

still going to bring Ms. Samford along to

dress ready yet?” Zach asked

the size and the clothing company will personally select a design

“Okay.”

room. It was a subsidiary of the company overseas, and the executives were giving a presentation in front. The meeting would commence in an

room, Kevin received a call from one of the

not entirely surprising, he still furrowed

table and whispered to Zach about how

was not shocking that she would try to

there was no turning back for her now….

coming out of the shopping mall, she hailed a cab. During the ride, she was worried that there would be something wrong with the necklace Zach had given her, so she tried to take it off but found that the

how expensive it might be and threw it out of the moving car The bodyguards tracked the necklace down just to find out that a homeless man was

the apartment and she asked frantically, “Madelyn, who were those people? Why did

everything to her, so she made it briet, “Lila, they’re not good people. You need to back your things and go back to your hometown for a white, or go to the cafe if you want. I’m sorry… I don’t want you to