A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 62

She finished speaking and just walked away, a brisk breeze following her departure. Her slender figure swayed in the cool air, her back resolute and unbending.

It was the second time Yvan had watched Matilda leave, and with each turn, he felt she was drifting further away from him…

The blond man remained, chuckling to himself before asking Keaton, “Did they get a divorce or something?”

Keaton rolled his eyes, “Can we not? They split up five years ago, dude.”

“What’s she been up to since then?”

After a long pause, Keaton replied, “Did time. But I don’t run in her circles much, not clear on the details.”

Keaton blinked, then smiled. “So, she’s got a past like mine, huh?”

His smile carried an inscrutable depth, making his friend frown. “Cut it out; don’t even think about hitting on Matilda. We may not be close, but even as an outsider, it doesn’t sit well with me. Besides, I don’t believe Matilda’s that kind of person.”

always be men who admire a woman unconditionally, untainted by

women are tainted like the sordid streets

locked up,

longer and heard this, tears would have surely

from esteemed backgrounds, and their most prized possession is their unyielding

their circle used their connections, discreetly or otherwise, to help out. Some asked questions and offered support; others simply wanted the full story, to watch the video evidence and find. discrepancies for Matilda.

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Matilda didn’t even know. According to Keaton, some were from neighboring cities, men and women alike.

in

the end, none could match the clout of a single

and dominating CEOS from trashy novels. They have their

they maintained a sense of sympathy and awe. Even Yvan’s close friends wanted