A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 172

Horatio’s gaze lingered on Matilda’s smile with an intensity that could shatter stone. He signaled his men to restrain her despite her fierce struggle, and with cold indifference in his eyes, he forced her into the car.

“Declan’s got a shindig at Mago tonight,” he commanded, “Take this woman there!”

Twenty minutes later, Horatio was forcefully ushering Matilda into Mago. They made a beeline for the V2 room, and Matilda couldn’t help but wonder how Horatio had gotten wind of their location. But then, it made sense–the Yoakum family’s influence was far–reaching. It was unlikely they wouldn’t know where Declan and Chloe were.

As they entered, Matilda and Horatio spotted Chloe, all smiles, gracefully toasting with the men at Declan’s side. She had the act down pat–an old pro at playing the part of the charming companion.

The word on the street was that Chloe would do anything for Declan, even if it cost her her life. She was his fiercest defender, his most loyal hound. Men came and went, treating her with disdain or cruelty, but at Declan’s command, Chloe would rise, battered but beaming, her voice sweet as honey, “How are you doing, sir?”

It was as if she felt no pain–or perhaps she had long ago discarded her own senses.

It was then that Matilda noticed the shift in Horatio’s mood.

Chloe’s hand stiffened as she saw Horatio bring Matilda in, and her practiced smile

froze.

an unexpected turn of events, Declan casually squinted his eyes and raised his glass toward the door. “Mr. Yoakum, joining the party? Care for

Yeager, please…” she pleaded silently for a shred of dignity.

watch Matilda with a half–smile.

hands were restrained behind her back; it was clear she wasn’t

choice.

the family’s golden boy, had come with a

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go!” yelled Chloe.

do you give orders to me?”

she spoke, “Who gave you the right to

act?” Horatio flicked his cigarette to the floor and crushed it

in tow.

only his eyes betrayed a ruthless glee as he addressed Declan. “Mr. Yeager, I

nonchalantly. “Fine, I’ll gift

up, she stood to protect Matilda and preserve the peace. She grabbed a glass of liquor. “Mr. Yoakum, don’t scare me. If I’ve offended you,

have mercy and let my dear friend go!”