A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 117

Matilda’s designs were a hit even before they hit the shelves, with socialites lining up to place custom orders. When Micah transferred his share of the profits into her account, he promptly called her up.

“Ms. Thompson, I really must express my gratitude for your collaboration with our company on this collection. I was wondering if you might be free this evening to join me for dinner?”

Micah was polite as always and even provided the address.

Matilda didn’t refuse. Despite the fact that his son had once wronged her, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sympathy for Micah, who consistently apologized for his son’s foolish actions. She noticed the streaks of grey in his hair, and her heart softened a fraction.

So, she agreed to meet him that night.

After hanging up, Matilda started rifling through her wardrobe.

She had always been a woman of refined taste, and her clothing choices were no exception. As the weather had taken a chilly turn, she opted for a cream–colored overcoat. Given its generous cut, she wore just a snug–fitting turtleneck underneath and chose a pair of sleek stilettos. before heading out..

arrived at the restaurant right on time. Pushing the door open, she found Micah

of beauty

poured herself

meal, Micah brought up Matilda’s designs, lavishing praise on her work while recommending her

my card. I’d love to collaborate with you in the

though new doors were opening up in her life. She designed with care, and Micah paved the way. This

and wine, some of the executives suggested heading out

the weight of everyone’s expectations, she agreed to join. Micah quickly booked a private karaoke suite on his phone, and the

to hang out with a

It would be a shame

tonight, sigh. Ms. Thompson, I hope you

“I used