A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 49

“No! Mr. Boyd, I understand!” Evie stumbled down the stairs, leaving Yvan’s house with a wild thought racing through her mind. She needed to cool off.

After Evie left, Logan glanced at Yvan and asked casually, “Is she the one you brought home last night?”

Yvan remained silent.

Logan chuckled, although his laughter seemed to sting. “Well, Mr. Boyd, you have your freedoms. I won’t pry. But she doesn’t even hold a candle to that lady who came knocking some time back.”

“Logan, do you think because you’re my son, I won’t do anything to you?”

For the first time, Logan felt a shiver run through his small frame under Yvan’s icy tone, and he stammered, “I understand, Mr. Boyd.”

Logan’s voice was more distant than before.

tongue. Logan took the cue and

the boy was gone, Yvan’s face fell, and he dialed a number, “Carl? It’s me. Check into what Matilda was

given her five million, she wasn’t about to fall into decadence; she’d just had a rough day

up her computer, a woman appeared at the door. Matilda looked up to

family and had met the haughty and headstrong Willow. Spoiled by her family, the little princess hadn’t changed much in five years,

lounging in her office chair, sizing her up.

slimmed down since they

toasting to them at their wedding. Now that the flames of love had turned to ash, Willow was ready to make her move–as long as Matilda was no longer

intent, Willow approached confidently, smiling. “Do

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need, Miss Willow Simpson.

pleasure,” Willow said as she took a seat across Matilda, getting straight to the

Matilda raised