A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 189

“I’m not in the mood for your stupid games.” Matilda snapped, rising abruptly from her seat. “If you’re looking to kill time, why don’t you go to the club? They’ll wine and dine with you, and even warm your bed–might help you with that insatiable itch you seem to have, like a dog in heat.”

Adrian’s smile froze on his face, contorting into anger the next second as he grabbed Matilda’s shoulders, “Did you just compare me to a dog?”

She laughed, a cold sound that made Adrian’s handsome face turn an ugly shade of green. He lurched forward, seizing her chin, and Matilda struggled, “We’re at the office, let go of me!”

“Since I’m a dog in your eyes, wouldn’t it be disappointing, Ms. Thompson, if I didn’t act the part?”

The name ‘Ms. Thompson‘ struck a nerve, and Matilda gritted her teeth against the insult, “You don’t have to keep showing up, trying to prove something. I have zero interest in you or anyone of your ilk!”

With a forceful shove, she freed herself. Adrian sensed a change in her–she seemed utterly fearless now.

Adrian scoffed, “Matilda, you really think you’re somebody now, don’t you? Without me, you-”

He was cut off by a cool voice.

brewed cup of coffee, had strolled through the lobby, not expecting to stumble

a smirk played at the corners of his mouth. He had underestimated her–flitting between Yvan and now the Simpson family’s golden boy,

Adrian appraised Orson from head to

new boy

anger, “Stop insulting

you? Is

deceived and hurt me, and now you’re the

Orson a glance. Matilda was taken aback by his early arrival but was more heartbroken by Adrian’s relentless pursuit. When would they tire of this cat–and–mouse

had indeed grown bolder since her brush with death. She seemed to have shed

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their actions.

her so–called fresh