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?”

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

years later, digging

the stroke of midnight, bidding. farewell outside Tiger Pub before going their separate ways.

I saw Mr. Boyd

alluringly, “Seems like someone’s getting restless. When you cut the grass, you

midnight. As he ascended the stairs, he passed Logan’s bedroom, and at the thought of this brat’s distant gaze, he pushed the door

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

vulnerability. Logan, in his slumber,

the doorway, before snapping back to reality

albeit accidentally. The man looked down silently; his lashes,

of a supermodel’s, hunched over, revealing one of the sturdy dorsal muscles. Water droplets traced the outline of his taut body, cascading down his narrow waist and slender legs, then shattering against