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.”

by murky romantic feelings, simply a form of respect expressed from one peer to another.

and women are tainted like the sordid streets of

locked up, a fair few people worked to clear her name.”

had lingered a moment longer and heard this, tears would

esteemed backgrounds, and their most prized possession is their unyielding integrity. A woman like Matilda, with eyes

in 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

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Keaton, some were

Matilda’s work, knew of her character, or trusted in her integrity, and thus they wanted to lend a hand.

end, none could match

and dominating CEOS from trashy novels. They have their loyalties,

awe. Even Yvan’s close friends