A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 167

Yvan chuckled lowly, a hint of sarcasm lacing his voice. “Are you suggesting that I, too, have never truly had anything?”

Carl remained silent.

Yvan knew that Carl held a deep respect for Matilda. He glanced up at Carl and said, “So, what’s your take on Matilda’s kidnapping?”

“I wouldn’t presume to speculate, Carl replied, maintaining a respectful distance. “Whatever you believe, Mr. Boyd, that’s the reality.”

He wouldn’t make excuses for Matilda to Yvan; he knew Matilda herself would consider it beneath her.

Yvan looked at his assistant and laughed softly. “I’ve rounded up everyone involved in the incident. They all sing the same tune–saying that they seized the opportunity to kidnap Matilda on a whim. Whether it’s through threats, bribes, or even under duress, their story doesn’t change by a single word. Yet Matilda insists that Ella is behind it all. I’m curious: why does she insist on blaming Ella?”

Carl lowered his gaze. “If you’re puzzled, perhaps you should ask Ms. Thompson yourself.

“Me, ask her?” Yvan laughed as if he’d heard a good joke. “Matilda wouldn’t deign to answer, would she? After all, she’s just a woman. I’m freer without her.”

Exactly, better off she’s gone, better off he’s free!

had been loyal to him for

a sort of guardian. Matilda

to ask for my opinion.” Carl was quiet for a long while before he spoke again. “I just

this.

Regret? Him?

and poured himself a new drink. “I won’t regret it. It’s not even possible,” he

of the male voice he heard near Matilda earlier, he

and at this late hour, sleeping next to a man.

of bed. Matilda had sworn she loved him five years ago, so

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utterly heartless and cruel!

more. Since Matilda had left, Yvan now relied on alcohol

her face,

years ago; she was the one who had cut ties with him completely. So why