A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 187

Matilda’s complexion was ghastly, yet she managed a smile. “So what exactly do you hope to pry from me? Would it ease your mind if I said, “Yes, I was once Yvan’s lover‘?” She had never used such a sharp tone with Orson before. In their recent interactions, Matilda had always looked at him with eyes filled with dependency. Orson understood that she was seeing someone else in him, and her reliance was due to the shadow of her brother that she saw in him. Even so, her demeanor had always been gentle, never as biting as it was now.

It took Orson a while to respond, “Get back to work.”

Matilda covered her face and chuckled, “I feel like I’ve let everyone down. It’s because, of me that Yvan decided to turn down the sponsorship.”

There it was, an outright admission.

Orson’s brow furrowed slightly as he said, “So you were involved with Yvan.”

Matilda muttered emptily, “Yeah, I was involved with him. And between him and me, it’s always been a matter of life and death.”

The situation seemed intense.

Matilda’s face for a long time before continuing, “But that’s no reason to skip work. Our studio

think that if Yvan knew I

remaining days, he might just repeat the embargo he slapped on her previous studio, drowning Orson and the

understood Matilda’s point. His eyes grew somber as he looked at her pained expression, softening his voice, “What exactly happened between you two?”

happened between

the first time Orson really took a hard look at Matilda, seeing in her eyes a vast, stormy, ice–cold despair. For the first time, he realized that a

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knows I’m here, he’ll definitely find ways to

after hearing Matilda’s words. “We’re not as weak as you think. So, come back. It’s clear they all like

Luna, and the stoic straight–shooter Orson in front of her–it was indeed a

Orson said, pouring himself a glass of water from the pitcher on the table. “Yoshi was about to call the cops, afraid you’d do something rash. So

mad at me?”

briefly. “The folks in our studio aren’t