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?”

storm of emotions flickered through Yvan’s eyes before being swallowed up by the deep pools of his pupils.

Five years later, digging up the past was as tough

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

saw Mr. Boyd and Mr. Farrell

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

he passed Logan’s bedroom, and at the thought of this brat’s distant

what he saw took him by surprise. Matilda hadn’t left.

of vulnerability. Logan, in his slumber, showed no hint of the day’s

back to reality and retreating to his own room, frustration etching

albeit accidentally. The man looked down silently; his lashes, heavy with water, cast shadows

sturdy dorsal muscles. Water droplets traced the outline of his taut body, cascading down his narrow waist and slender