Chapter 128

Madeline had enough of Lydia's nonsense and moved on.

Maybe it was exhaustion setting in, but Madeline's legs felt like jelly, and there was a tightness in her chest. Despite her sharp words to Lydia, she could not shake off a sense of unease.

Deep down, she knew Lydia was not entirely wrong. There was some truth in her words.

Trevon was not one to play all sides. His decision to involve Cilix was a big deal.

He barely glanced at Lydia, his eyes filled with a restrained, deep-seated emotion. Such feelings were not easily dismissed.

Madeline let out a wry smile. Who was she to demand someone to forget their feelings? She had chosen to let go. It was time to stop caring.

With a mental note to keep moving forward, Madeline followed the group into a private room.

The donation was a big deal, and it deserved a proper sit-down. The auction house staff had everything arranged, with Stephen sitting off to the side, ready to act as a witness.

Baxter had a straightforward plan to ho