A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 130

The party had wound down by ten o’clock. Matilda sat by the fountain, the high heels she wore taking their toll on her feet. She rested alone, her elegant profile softly illuminated by the fountain lights, a stark contrast to her earlier, more strained interactions with Yvan.

Adrian emerged from the crowd just in time to catch this tranquil moment. A cynical smirk crossed his lips as he approached, hands casually tucked into his pockets, his blue–green eyes almost bewitching under the night lights, reminiscent of the eerie glow of fireflies.

Matilda noticed him but didn’t bother with any pretense, greeting him as casually as anyone else would, “Good evening. Mr. Simpson.”

“Good evening,” Adrian spat through clenched teeth. This woman had deliberately bumped into him earlier just to put on a show for Yvan. He had never been so blatantly used by anyone before!

It was clear that Matilda had no intention of engaging with Adrian, so after her brief greeting. she fell silent, waiting as he stepped closer.

She looked up, her gaze clashing with his piercing eyes. “Something on your mind?” she asked. Adrian let out a laugh. “Just toss me aside after using me? Do I look like someone who’d let that slide so easily?”

Matilda chuckled lightly. “It was a mutual need, and you were not shortchanged.”

chill, “I underestimated you. How did you manage to feign such innocence

your answer, then.” She stood up, not wanting to linger with Adrian. “Think of me as duplicitous if you like. Compared to Yvan’s ruthlessness, my duplicity could almost be

his eyes. “Someone like Yvan, you’ll never outplay him.”

twinge in her chest, only to hear Adrian’s mocking voice continue. “But you,

she turned, she stepped back from the fountain, distancing herself from

moment, Criss returned, wrapping his arms around her, “Hey,

drew a sneer from Adrian. “Don’t flatter yourself; I

remained silent, too weary from dealing with Yvan to argue, confused as to why

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had been fiery in front of Yvan,

fatigue, sighed.