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.

his tongue. Logan took the cue and left the room without further bothering him.

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

her 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; she’d just had a rough day and

she booted up her computer, a woman appeared at the door. Matilda looked up to find Willow

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

Matilda, who was lounging in her office chair, sizing her

since

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

Willow approached confidently, smiling. “Do

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returned the smile. “No need, Miss Willow Simpson. I

to the point, “No beating around the bush–I’m here to make a deal

deal?” Matilda raised a questioning