All Chapters of The Love Triangle: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

As always, Trevon did not hesitate to send her home.Madeline's world went momentarily dark, and she sank onto the couch.Tracy was spooked, feeling concerned. "Madeline, are you alright?"Madeline gave a weak shake of her head. "I'm okay, Tracy. I turned you down because I've just been discharged from the hospital. I'm not back to full strength yet...""Don't sweat it, I get it. I shouldn't have asked, especially with your need for privacy," Tracy conceded.Madeline offered a wry smile. To her, art was art—painting, photography, no matter. There was no hierarchy. It was just her health that was the dealbreaker.Uneasy about Madeline heading back to the company alone, Tracy arranged for a driver. "Drop by the studio sometime. My daughter's a bit younger than you, and I bet you'd get along."Madeline's smile was her yes.After Madeline left, Tracy returned to her studio, her mind on Trevon. She spat in disgust, "I can't believe he's fussing over someone else when his wife's bare

The whole office seemed to hold its breath. Viktor was back, and nobody wanted to be his next victim.Nina watched with a sly grin. With Viktor in a foul mood and picky as ever, Madeline was in for it. Nina had set her up, giving her a mess of documents that would take ages to sort out.Madeline had no clue about art or reports. Surely she had not just copied them as they were?Nina waited for the fireworks, but the expected explosion from Viktor's corner never came. Curious, she strolled by and caught a glimpse of Viktor, his face twisted in disgust as he read the report. Nina's eyes flicked to Madeline, who was dozing off in a corner, and her smile widened. Madeline was so out of her league. Nina was convinced that she, not Madeline, was destined to be Mrs. Gibson.Madeline, meanwhile, was sprawled out from sheer exhaustion. Her body was drained, and her taste buds were messed up, thanks to a whirlwind of hormonal changes that left a nasty flavor lingering in her mouth.The di

Madeline kept her composure, not taking his bait. Even if she was a bit naive, she knew that squabbling with Nina was a pointless waste of time.Trevon let out a mocking laugh. "I thought you were serious about working and that you had some sort of plan for your career. Looks like it was all just talk."Madeline felt a bitter sting in her heart. If he really knew her, he would understand that being a secretary was never part of her plan.Madeline smiled in contempt. "Mr. Gibson, you're really spreading yourself thin, aren't you? One minute, you're at the hospital with your ex-girlfriend. Next, you're fussing over your wife. With all this spare time, maybe you should reflect on our agreement and figure out how to sweep your extramarital escapades under the rug."Trevon pursed his lips, irritation flaring, "Why are we back to this? Lydia's fragile right now, emotionally and physically, after her suicide attempt."Going out for meals and shopping for dresses. Was that 'fragile'?Ta

When Trevon and Madeline stepped into the hall, all eyes were drawn to them. They were a sight to behold in their chic, updated takes on classic attire.Trevon was the epitome of calm detachment, while Madeline radiated a serene grace. Together, they stood like a scene from a masterful painting, a picture of harmony and beauty.They made their entrance hand in hand, their shared smiles betraying none of the strife splashed across the tabloids.However, beneath the surface, Madeline's nails were sinking deep into Trevon's flesh.Unfazed, Trevon murmured, "Nine hundred thousand dollars a month just to hold hands. You're getting a sweet deal."Madeline scoffed silently.Right off the bat, Trevon had grabbed her hand, and despite her subtle attempts to wriggle free, the prying lenses of the paparazzi forced her to relent. Instead, she vented her irritation through her grip.That time, Trevon took it in stride, his hand a warm anchor, the picture of devotion.Lydia, trailing behin

The moment Madeline finished, applause erupted from Baxter's entourage."Bravo!""Exactly!""Our culture is rich and timeless, beyond the reach of any ordinary nation or person.""To be ignorant of one's heritage yet speak of others… That's being foolish!"Lydia was taken aback. She had only meant to throw a few veiled jabs at Madeline, but with a few sharp words, Madeline painted her as a sellout—someone without a true appreciation for their own culture.Lydia's face was a storm of shock, anger, and irritation. "Madeline, you might not be my biggest fan, but do you really have to drag my name through the mud? I was just suggesting you travel abroad and see the world a bit. What's the big deal? I'm trying to help you, and you twist it into something ugly."Madeline's voice was ice, "Keep your 'help' to yourself. We don't need that kind of trouble."Lydia's face twisted into something almost unrecognizable. "You!"Cilix jumped in, trying to defuse the tension. "Come on. It's ju