A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 102

After returning home that evening, Matilda sent the design sketches of her new personalized box bag to Micah and Mason. Both were impressed with her creative touch.

Matilda had tapped into the recent craze for charms, launching a line of customizable. monogrammed logo pendants that could dangle from the chains on the outside of the bags. It was fresh, novel, and reeked of individuality.

Micah was over the moon, firing off a couple of “Awesome!” texts and insisted on taking Matilda out for another meal to celebrate.

Mason, on the other hand, was far more reserved. It seemed as if he had always had faith in Matilda’s talents, offering a subdued compliment before casually inquiring about her availability.

With time to spare, Matilda agreed to meet him at a quaint bistro, a place much quieter than the raucous pubs, frequented by couples and friends immersed in intimate conversations under the warm glow of dim lighting.

Mason ordered a glass of amaretto, while Matilda went for a gin and tonic. Their conversation meandering from design concepts to personal anecdotes. Eventually, Mason probed into the events of five years prior, hoping to glean evidence from Matilda that could overturn the theories circling at that time.

Rachel, and as for evidence to the contrary, she had none. Otherwise, who would dare to send the darling

a herculean task. Unbeknownst to

however, was being documented by a mysterious tail, who swiftly snapped photos and

and Matilda parted ways at the–bistro, each heading home. On her way, Matilda received a call

had missed a work detail, glanced at the time–12 o’clock on the dot–and

forgetful! Gideon exclaimed from the other end. “Come on, wish your

up Matilda’s face, radiant enough to turn heads on the street. Passersby couldn’t help but wonder who on the phone could make her so elated, her laughter reminiscent

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a boyfriend, they

I’ll make it up to you

join us, huh?” Gideon also laughed heartily. “Or if not, at least drop off a cake for him, or the kid’s