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?

family for so long, especially considering her Simpson family’s

eclipsed the Simpson family’s troubles. Five years in jail, with a shattered heart,

know you see me as a rival, and truth be told, you’re still competing for my affections.

for twenty minutes, she got up, showered, applied makeup, picked out a sharp outfit, spritzed some perfume, and, instead of driving, hailed a

in

in a stylish shawl, her long legs showcased by a leather skirt, feet clad in black boots. A blowout and curling iron had teased her hair into loose

but it wasn’t just her looks that made people stop

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pass through a garden without disturbing a single

radiating a final, stunning burst of life.

had reduced her to this state.

nasal voice

Matilda said nothing.