Chapter 322

However, the cut never came.

In the pitch-black room, the intruder's hand was gently stopped. Before he knew it, his scissors were wrested from his grip, and he was kicked to the side and restrained.

Then, the lights flickered on.

Madeline, Yash, and a few others filed in.

Chandler gripped the knife with the blade facing backward and stepped up to the intruder for a closer look. "Talk. Who are you, and why are you trying to wreck this painting?"

Madeline had already spotted the intruder when the lights came on. "He's one of Rocky's bodyguards. I caught a glimpse of him in the crowd on the first day."

The man shot Madeline with a look of astonishment. He had only made a brief appearance that day, and yet Madeline had taken note of him.

Yash snorted. "Just as I thought, it's connected to that punk. Take him away for now. We'll settle the score with Rocky later."

Chandler nodded and signaled for the man to be escorted out.

Yash turned to Madeline. "You've had a long day, and ther