Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Love Triangle: Kabanata 291 - Kabanata 300

Felicia's heart skipped a beat. What was Edith getting at? She could not possibly be caving to the Sanders family's demands, could she?The Sanders family was secretly thrilled, their faces barely containing their glee. Cilix, though, was a rock, his gaze steady and silent. However, Edith took a sharp turn. "However, I can't agree to your demands."The smile on Lydia's face seized up as she stared at Edith in disbelief. "Grandma...""Hold it right there," Edith interrupted, her hand raised. "I'm not fit to be called 'grandma' by you."Lydia's face paled, and she looked like she was about to burst into tears.Edith's voice was firm. "Save your tears. Did you think I've gone soft in my old age?"Back when Trevon had his accident, Edith had turned to the tarot cards for some hope. She was desperate then, with nowhere else to turn, she put all her hopes on that reading. She had hoped, given Trevon and Lydia's close relationship and their time together, that Lydia would agree to join

The Sanders family had no choice but to take Edith's forceful statement on the chin."Alright. Get Madeline here tomorrow, and we'll get that contract signed."Edith agreed with a nod, her eyes flicking to Lydia with a barely noticeable frostiness. "You're a good kid, Lydia, and you've got your whole life ahead of you. Always look ahead. Young folks shouldn't get hung up on romance. Get out and explore. The world's huge, and there's no end to what you can chase after."Lydia just listened, her face etched with a touch of skepticism. Edith let out a quiet sigh, leaving it at that. Some people just would not listen to reason, no matter how much she tried.Once Cilix had gotten what he came for, he was quick to suggest they head out.Felicia escorted them out, but when she came back, she was clearly irked. "That Skylar, I swear..."She might have looked the part of a high-society lady, but her words were anything but classy - She had the nerve to say things like "Trevon's all fun an

Before Madeline could even pack up to leave Oralia, her phone buzzed with a call from Edith."Madeline, Felicia whipped up some chicken soup. How about coming over and having dinner with me?"Her voice was soft, no hint of blame for Lydia's unfortunate miscarriage.Madeline knew Edith to be a reasonable soul and quickly accepted the invitation. After all, it was high time she paid Edith a visit.Edith's first look at Madeline was filled with concern. "You've gotten so thin."The early stages of pregnancy had been rough on Madeline's appetite, but that was not something she wanted to delve into with Edith."The seasons are changing, and my appetite's been off," she said. Edith gave her a knowing look. "You girls and your dieting, you think I'm clueless? Take it from me, those slim waists and stick-thin legs aren't what make a girl healthy. A little meat on the bones, that's what counts."Madeline chuckled. "Grandma, I'm impressed you know about modern beauty standards.""Well,

Madeline was all business, checking over Bella.The Sanders household was a different story—total disarray.Lydia had not seen that mess coming. She had come out empty-handed, which was bad enough, but Madeline? She walked away unscathed and even snagged a piece of the Sanders Corporation pie.Back home, Lydia clung to Skylar, sobbing her heart out."There, there, no more tears," Skylar soothed, wrapping her in a comforting embrace.Cilix's voice cut through the air, icy and sharp, "Crying won't fix anything. Better start figuring out your next move!"She had botched a winning hand and still had the gall to weep over it!Lydia, scolded, dissolved into even louder sobs. Skylar's head throbbed with the onset of a migraine, and she rushed to calm Lydia down. It took an eternity, but once Lydia's tears had dried up, Skylar escorted her upstairs to rest.Stepping out, Skylar caught Yale zipping up his pants as he emerged from his room, where other noises hinted at recent activity.

That was Edith's personal wealth, so Tristan, her private financial planner, was the one lending a hand. There was something about him that reminded Madeline of Daniel. Tristan had a softer touch than Danie. "Daniel's my nephew," he revealed.He was the one who had brought Daniel into the fold of the Gibson Group. Everything clicked for Madeline."Mr. Harris, grandma intends to pass the shares on to me, but they're her personal assets. It doesn't feel right for me to accept them. I'm thinking they should go to Trevon. Is that something we can do?"Tristan gave her a surprised look, then his face broke into a smile. "You and Mr. Gibson are married. It doesn't matter if the shares go to you or to Mr. Gibson—it's all shared between spouses, no difference at all."Madeline paused for a second, then shook her head. "No, that won't do. Can you put Trevon's name on it?"Tristan gave her a once-over. "If that's what you want, we'll need Mr. Gibson's signature. Trouble is, he's out of th