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

was gone, Yvan’s face fell, and he dialed a number, “Carl? It’s

back in front of her computer. Even though Yvan had given her five million, she wasn’t about to fall into decadence; she’d just had a rough day and ended up at a bar, where

a woman appeared at the door. Matilda looked up to find Willow Simpson

she had brushed shoulders with the equally prestigious Simpson family and had met the haughty and headstrong Willow. Spoiled by her family, the little princess hadn’t changed much

at Matilda, who was lounging in her office

down since they last

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

approached confidently, smiling. “Do I need to

Chapter 49

Willow Simpson. I remember you

said as she took a seat across Matilda, getting straight to the point,

raised a