A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 98

Alone witness might be mistaken, two could be bought off, but with so many eyes on the scene, the thought of bribery became absurd. If even one person remained

unbought, the story would crumble.

But when every witness told the same tale, it was a sign that no one had been deceived. Otherwise, someone had gone to incredible lengths to buy the silence of every soul in the mall!

The mall was bustling that day, and to keep such a scheme airtight, one would need a photographic memory to recall every face, coupled with the clout to dig up every detail about every person that walked through those doors.

But even now, neither he nor Yvan could pull off such a feat. The idea that they could buy off a crowded mall was as likely as a snowball’s chance in hell.

So, there was only one possibility – they really did see Matilda push her.

Mason shook his head, as if trying to convince someone. “It can’t be. How could this happen?”

flickered through Yvan’s eyes before being swallowed up by the deep pools

full circle. Five years later, digging up the past

wrapped up their conversation at the stroke of midnight, bidding. farewell outside Tiger Pub before going their separate ways. Little did they know, their every move was being shadowed

saw Mr. Boyd and

In the shroud of night, the woman’s lips arched upwards, her breath mingling with the wisps of smoke, and then she laughed alluringly, “Seems like someone’s getting restless. When you cut the grass, you have to

passed Logan’s bedroom, and at the thought of

by surprise. Matilda hadn’t left. There

serene and beautiful picture of vulnerability. Logan, in his slumber, showed no hint of the day’s defiance.

transfixed at the doorway, before snapping back to reality and retreating to his own room,

Mansion, albeit accidentally. The man looked down

the man his face exquisite, his body as sensuous as that of a supermodel’s, hunched over, revealing one of the sturdy dorsal muscles. Water droplets traced the outline of his taut