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.

frustrated, clicked his tongue. Logan took the cue and left the room without

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

studio the next day, dusted off the sparse layers of neglect. and settled back in front of her computer. Even though Yvan had given her five million, she wasn’t about to fall into decadence;

appeared at the door. Matilda looked up

Willow wasn’t unfamiliar to Matilda. Back when she was the Thompson family heiress, she had brushed shoulders with the equally prestigious Simpson family and had met the haughty and headstrong Willow. Spoiled by her family, the little

lounging in her office

down since

at their wedding. Now that the flames of love had turned

confidently, smiling. “Do I need to introduce

Chapter 49

Miss Willow Simpson. I remember you

my pleasure,” Willow said as she took a seat across Matilda, getting straight to the point, “No beating around

raised a questioning eyebrow.