Chapter 182

Orson had no inkling that his first day at the new job would be so dramatic. The rookie in the cubicle next to him, with tears streaming down her face, looked at him

with a mixture of disbelief and sorrow.

Pointing at himself, Orson asked, “Do I know you from somewhere?”

“No,” came the tearful reply.

Yet, that face… Matilda’s hands shook ever so slightly as she faced the uncanny resemblance. She had always thought fate to be cruel, but at this moment, she felt like she was being given a second chance.

She wiped away her tears and took the coffee mug Orson was offering. “You look just like a relative of mine who passed away.”

Orson paused, his voice laced with a hint of annoyance. “So, you’re saying I remind you of someone who’s dead?”

Baxter and Yoshi tried to diffuse the tension, with Baxter chiding, “C’mon, big boy, why the long face? Our gal Matilda’s just feeling a bit sentimental, that’s all. No offense meant.”

a glare at Yoshi. “Yoshi, for the last time, stop calling

irritation, kept up his teasing. “Chill out, T–Rex, don’t scare off our leading lady! Hey

booting up

Gideon.

her, and she asked, “How old are you, Orson?”

give any runway model a run for

help but

it was about

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laugh was cold. “Sorry to disappoint, but I

heart ached. She offered

said in an attempt to smooth things over.

work. He opened his drawing application while Matilda, on the other hand, was sketching designs for next spring’s fashion line, which she

with his usual blunt candor. “Looks like recycled ideas to me. What do you think our game’s wardrobe is? A knockoff high–street brand? Our heroines don’t need swag; they need whimsy, princess vibes, not something off a

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