A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 42

Mason couldn’t fathom why he was always the one trying to get Matilda to see sense and move on from Yvan.

But Matilda’s eyes inevitably welled up with tears. “For me, having my child close is all that matters. Without him, what good is all the money in the world?”

Mason looked deep into Matilda’s eyes, “I didn’t say you have to abandon your child, Matilda. You can visit him at the Boyd residence and play with him, but you need to break free from the shackles his presence has on you. You know what I mean, right?”

Matilda’s face registered shock, and as Mason watched her expression shift, he cracked a smile, “There’s the proud Thompson heiress I remember.”

The words ‘Thompson heiress‘ stung Matilda as if a needle had pricked her heart, spreading a fine pain deep inside. She looked at Mason with tearful eyes, and it took her a while to mutter, “Thank you, Mr. Farrell. You always bring me insights that clear the fog.”

He was the one who had said before that some wounds need to be exposed to sunlight.

In a gesture of gratitude, Matilda offered to take Mason out for a meal, to which he readily agreed, “Can I pick somewhere fancy?”

me five million. Treating you to

life,” Mason chuckled. He casually pointed to a steakhouse

guy?

rich kids.

a bit underdressed for the chilly season, exuding a cool elegance. Her long, quick

hostess was taken aback by their presence and, after a moment’s hesitation, asked,

“No, any table for

the hostess, sensing their stature, led them straight to a private room. After setting them up with

the menu, remarking with a smile, “I have a soft

I remember once, five years ago, I demolished twenty–two

the menu, his

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laughter grew as she nodded, “Each with