All Chapters of The Love Triangle: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

Rocky went on."Mr. Yash Ferguson, I like it. Straight to the point. My buddy's a huge fan of Mandorian oil paintings, and he loves digging into the art of restoring the old ones. He's proposing to broadcast your restoration work live, inviting art lovers worldwide to tune in. If you're up for it, he's willing to promise that, no matter the outcome, those three paintings are yours to keep."Rocky smirked as he locked his gaze onto Yash with a casual ease.Was that really about not caring how Yash handled the restoration? It seemed more like a clever trap, pushing Yash to deliver flawless results or risk embarrassing Mandoria on a global stage.Yash frowned with concern—a clear sign he was aware of the challenge ahead.The seasoned experts in the room cast anxious glances his way, fully understanding the task's difficulty.Rocky, unfazed by the wary eyes on him, flashed a grin. "Mr. Yash Ferguson, if you're ready, why don't we get started? If you need a hand, just let me know. I c

Madeline could not have been more than twenty-something, fresh out of college, maybe not even done with grad school.How on earth could she have the skills to restore that masterpiece?If she touched it, she would probably just wreck it for good.After all, it was the 'The Four Seasons'—Mandoria's claim to fame, a legendary oil painting whose worth was beyond any price tag."Don't get ahead of yourself, young lady. Better let Mr. Scott handle it.""Yeah! Let Mr. Scott take over!"Anyone who knew Dallas knew he had the magic touch.He was the only one, besides Yash, who could actually save the painting.Yash had his vast knowledge, but Dallas had the hands-on experience and the keen eye.The crowd shot Madeline looks of skepticism, all echoing the call for Dallas.Sadie shot Madeline a venomous look. "Don't mess this up."If they started hounding Yash again, and his health took a dive, she would never let Madeline off the hook.Sadie reassured Dallas, "Mr. Scott, go for it.

Rocky did not skip a beat, pressing on with his story."Who would've thought? With a crowd of nearly five hundred, including a host of esteemed masters, not one stepped up to the plate to save this masterpiece. Hahaha!"That laugh was a cocktail of contempt, fully savored by those around him.They shot him looking sharp as knives."Okay, okay. The painting was in bad shape, and the masters were too chicken to touch it, afraid they'd botch it up even worse. I get it."I was about to throw in the towel. If Mandoria's finest couldn't handle it, what was I, just a visiting businessman, supposed to do? However, out of the blue, someone rose to the challenge."Rocky's narrative shifted as the camera settled on Madeline's face.A portrait of serenity and detachment filled the screen."There's a saying in Mandoria, 'A newborn calf isn't scared of tigers.' Mrs. Gibson, green and unseasoned, stepped right up."He went on and on, basically suggesting that the clueless Madeline was playin

Riley could not fathom why Edith seemed almost proud of what should have been a disgrace."That's the Gibson family's name being dragged through the mud!"Edith just gave a knowing smile as she thought, 'That's the kind of woman she was.'Edith beckoned Ryan closer. "I heard from Trevon about the smart chip deal with the government. They haven't given the green light yet?"Ryan nodded. "That's the situation.""Give them a call, get someone to polish up the proposal, and have a real sit-down with the government folks."Ryan got the message.Edith was not just unfazed by Madeline blowing through cash. She was seizing it as an opportunity, already buzzing with plans to wheel and deal.Riley was furious as she folded her arms and declared, "Mom. I don't care how you see it. I can't let Trevon marry a woman like that. The minute Trevon gets back, I'm pushing for a divorce."With that, she stormed out.Felicia watched Riley leave with a mix of frustration and resignation in her eye

Lydia was not the only one watching the live stream. Stephen and Andrew caught it on TV too.Andrew had stumbled upon a photo of Madeline in Stephen's files just yesterday and recognized her instantly.As the broadcast spewed insults, Andrew's face turned to stone. "Stephen, find out what's happening now!"Stephen was concerned. Without needing to be told twice, he was already on the phone, seeking answers from back home.The report from home only stoked the flames of his anger—furious at Rocky's calculated moves against Yash, at Sadie's antics during the conference, and even more at Sadie for keeping him in the dark, leaving him no chance to intervene.The broadcast had been running for nearly ten hours, and there was no easy way to cut it short.Andrew's rage boiled over. "Rocky's crossed the line!"Stephen nodded, his resolve hardening. He dialed another number."Take those two fakes we've got and get them to Rocky's auction. Once it's done, let the world know they're nothin