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.”

else, even after the divorce. Get that through

silence, tossing their cigarette butts into the car’s trash can before taking a

collar and announced, “Well, I’m off

Yvan called after

his eyes

both Gideon and

hunched over her drafting table, wearing a pair of glasses that made her look. studious

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immediately and greeted him. “Mr. Farrell, what brings you here today?”

you guys.” Mason’s voice was calm and collected as he smiled at a surprised Matilda. “Ms. Thompson,

up her drafts and poured him a cup of coffee. “The studio’s

décor is quite

coffee and immediately appreciated the drip brew method, a sign of someone who enjoyed taking their time

the studio, noting its creative flair

semicircle that curved into a tri–screen computer setup, surrounded by stacks of ongoing

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

“Mr. Farrell,

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