Chapter 15

Chase was adamant about having a heart–to–heart with Matilda, and despite her reluctance, she agreed. He took her to a diner, which was their usual hangout spot.

As they entered, a man seated at the counter chuckled and said, “Damn, Chase, leave with one girl and come back with another. You trying to wear yourself out?”

“Watch it, Mason Farrell, or I’ll have to schedule you an eye exam,” Chase replied with an eye roll. “Do you know this lady?”

Mason squinted at Matilda, drawing out his words, “She looks kinda familiar…”

Chase pulled Matilda to a booth and got straight to the point, “Yvan’s ex–wife.”

“Damn.” Mason Farrell almost spit out his coffee, choked it down, and then turned to Matilda, “Ms. Thompson?”

“Yes, that’s me,” Matilda responded coolly, her voice indifferent yet commanding respect.

“You alright?”

The shocking turn of events five years ago had taken all their friends by surprise when Matilda was sent to prison as a murderer, courtesy of Yvan, without a chance for redemption.

same. The unchanged aspect was her cool, noble demeanor; even after five years behind bars, she was still the dazzling heiress of the Thompson family.

understand – wounded so deeply, how could she still love the

the ice. “So… Chase, what’s the deal with

“I… did some digging on

eccentric designer Dawn?

gave them a guarded look, her eyebrows furrowing slightly.

“But my research showed

a glimpse of her delicate skin. “I’m not Dawn.

for a while before slowly responding. “Our firm’s got a project we wanted her to design…”

“I can give you

still skeptical, but if Matilda was offering contact information, it

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she wasn’t Dawn.

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