Chapter 93
Madeline returned to the bedroom area, as this presidential suite had two separate sections: the living room and the bedroom.
Lance stared at Madeline, who didn’t spare him a glance after that. She shut the bedroom door, and though the door had no lock, it was obvious that Madeline didn’t want Lance to come in.
Lance sat on the couch in silence. He was dazed, as it was difficult for him to process all of these new feelings that he had never experienced in his heart.
Seeing Madeline hurt over what he had done devastated him. All this time, he only considered his personal interests and did not think about what she’d think of his actions.
He tricked Madeline into that reality show to embarrass her in front of the camera. If he was lucky enough, she would probably break down and act like an idiot, boosting her infamy as she became the nation’s laughing stock and brought him millions of dollars in profit.
After all, he truly thought that Madeline was just a naive, stupid girl who wouldn’t be able to do anything.
But he was wrong.
She made the reality show ten times more entertaining than he expected.
But it also made him regret everything that he had planned leading up to her kissing that bastard, Zane Eastwood.
Now that they were already in this sticky situation, he didn’t know how to appease Madeline.
"Fuck..." Lance cursed himself. "What have I done? How am I supposed to fix this?"
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