A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

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Matilda felt like her depression was sinking its claws deeper into her, and Yvan’s reappearance was knocking her for six.

Prostrate on the couch with a throbbing headache, her work wasn’t making any headway, and her son was not with her. She felt like a total failure, now laid up with a fever, clueless about what to do next.

Then, out of the blue, her phone rang.

She glanced at the display: an unknown number. With a sigh of indifference, she answered. But the voice on the other end was familiar.

It was Willow.

In a voice that was cool and to the point, Willow said, “Head over to Fusion. I’ve got a business proposal for you.”

Matilda was puzzled. What game was this heiress playing now?

for so long, especially considering her Simpson family’s own scandal she vaguely remembered before her stint in prison.

news of Matilda’s incarceration eclipsed the Simpson family’s troubles. Five years in

heard Willow continue, “I know you see me as a rival, and truth be told, you’re still competing for my affections. But, frankly, compared to that piece of work, Evie, I’d

After stewing in silence for twenty minutes, she got up, showered, applied makeup, picked out a sharp outfit, spritzed some perfume, and, instead

hour later, as Willow sneezed in the chilly

by a leather skirt, feet clad in black boots. A blowout and curling iron had teased her

undeniable, but it wasn’t just her looks that made people

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could pass through a garden without disturbing a single petal, her presence like a fleeting silhouette, ready to vanish with

of death yet radiating a final, stunning burst of life. Her

reduced her

Matilda approached, Willow noted her nasal voice and frowned, “Caught

Matilda said nothing.