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?

eyes, Willow was lucky to have been coddled by her family for so long,

over, and soon after, the news of Matilda’s incarceration eclipsed the Simpson family’s troubles. Five years in

a rival, and truth be told, you’re still competing for my affections. But, frankly,

up, showered, applied makeup, picked out a sharp outfit, spritzed some perfume, and, instead of driving,

as Willow sneezed in the

shawl, her long legs showcased by a leather skirt, feet clad in black boots. A blowout and

her looks that made people stop and stare;

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without disturbing a single petal, her presence

yet radiating a final, stunning burst of life. Her eyes were deep and desperate, like parched earth, lifeless yet

reduced her to

her nasal

Matilda said nothing.