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?”

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

had come full circle. Five years later, digging up the past

before going their separate ways. Little did they know, their every move was

Mr. Boyd and Mr. Farrell

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 dig up the roots. Matilda, don’t blame me for being cruel.”

bedroom, and at the thought of this brat’s

by surprise. Matilda hadn’t left. There she was, dozing

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

to reality and retreating to his own

Mansion, albeit accidentally.

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