A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 29

Chapter 29

“Stalking someone to their studio, huh…” Mason chuckled as he watched Yvan pull up in his car, a mischievous glint in his eye. “You know, if you need a hand, I can help you.”

“What do you mean by that?” Yvan shot Mason a look in the rear–view mirror, those devilish, flirtatious eyes sparkling with mischief.

When he wasn’t smiling, he was the epitome of cool, seductive charm, but with a smile, he was irresistible. It was no wonder Ashton City’s ladies were drawn to him like moths to a

flame–Yvan was a catch if there ever was one.

Seeing Yvan’s grin, Mason smirked back. “You know exactly what I mean.

“She’s probably not going to accept it.” Yvan mulled it over as he watched Matilda disappear into her studio. Then, he parked the car by the curb. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes and offered one to Mason in the backseat before saying, “I need a good reason… something solid to make her warm up to the idea.”

“That’s easy.” Mason’s voice carried a hint of intrigue. “Just let me take the lead.”

Yvan shot him a wary look. “I don’t trust you, man.”

Mason laughed heartily. “And why not? I’ve always been…”

“Been what?” Yvan glared at him fiercely. “If you even think about messing with Matilda, you’re

dead meat.”

“Oh, come on.” Mason chuckled as if Yvan had just told the funniest joke. “There you go. clinging on even after the divorce. But hey, what if she falls for me? I can’t help that.”

his teeth, “She’s off–limits to everyone else, even after the

men smoked in silence, tossing their cigarette butts into the car’s trash can before taking

announced, “Well, I’m off

careful,” Yvan called after him.

his eyes knowingly. “Always

studio, both Gideon and Matilda

made her look. studious and gentle. Her hair fell softly around her face as she

couldn’t help but wonder: Could someone as peaceful as her really be capable

ago… Did someone

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him. “Mr. Farrell, what

voice was calm and collected as he smiled at a

up her drafts and poured him a cup of

décor is quite

drip brew method, a sign of someone who

noting its creative

workstation was an impressive semicircle that curved into a tri–screen computer setup, surrounded by stacks

his legs and smiled at Matilda. Ms. Thompson, you weren’t entirely truthful last time, were

but feigned ignorance. “Mr. Farrell, what exactly brings you here today?”

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