A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 12

Chase decided not to pry further. As the elevator reached the 20th floor and the doors slid open, both of them stepped out into the hallway, drawing curious glances from passersby.

Yvan was waiting in his office for Chase, lounging in his high–backed leather chair with the air of a king in his court.

When Chase walked in with someone trailing behind, Yvan couldn’t resist a jibe.

“Hell, Chase, since when do you bring a date to a business meeting?” But his smirk faded the moment he caught sight of the person behind Chase. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“The Thompson family has invested in the Boyd Group. Why can’t I be here?” came Matilda’s retort.

Matilda’s shoulders trembled, but she fought to keep her composure, her eyes brimming with unshed tears as she locked gazes with Yvan.

The man was sinfully handsome, with features so chiseled and striking that he would stand out in any crowd, let alone the entertainment industry, where he’d be a rarity. To the average Jane, he was nothing short of extraordinary.

city dreamed of sharing his bed. Matilda once thought she the lucky ones, having been his wife–at least until she realized that was

himself with an awkward chuckle. “Heh… If you guys have

“Sweetheart, how about joining me for brunch? Your boss won’t need you

as she was whisked away, oblivious to the

solid wood door and the opulent decor, the atmosphere

head

narrowed, his eyebrows arching provocatively. “I thought

bitter laugh escaped Matilda, beautiful yet heartbreaking. “All my life, I’ve wanted to run far from you, to never

scorn. “That just proves one thing, Matilda–you’re pathetic.”

12:06

The word

teeth, facing Yvan with resolve.

my son