A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 202

Logan had finally retreated to his room when Matilda, her voice choked with emotion, managed a grateful, “Thanks.”

It was all an act, of course, but she still felt the need to thank Orson for playing his part.

Alone, she still couldn’t bring herself to tell Logan that Gideon had passed away,

Orson’s expression was as impassive as ever. “No big deal, let’s get down to business. How many design directions are you juggling right now?”

At the mention of work, Matilda quickly composed herself, opened her laptop, and they huddled together at the dining table, diving into a serious discussion about the project. Orson brought over his USB drive, and they synced their styles before initiating a video call with a few other colleagues.

Orson stayed at Matilda’s place until dinner. When Chloe emerged from her room and spotted him, she nearly jumped. “Holy smokes! Orson, what are you doing here?”

Orson’s brow twitched. “You scared me…”

“Oh, come on!” Chloe breezed past Orson, turning to Matilda. “See, this is that dashing designer I told you about. Didn’t realize you two had hit it off already

just acquaintances,

returned from the bathroom with a facial mask on, saying, “It’s perfect timing; I was about to treat Logan to

decline but accepted the invitation with surprising ease. His gaze swept over Matilda’s profile, lingering

quite unexpected – she already had a son, and he was no toddler.

expected to run into Matilda at the mall. She, of course, didn’t notice

a man by her side who bore a striking resemblance to Gideon! Had he not witnessed Gideon’s

Gideon’s gentle elegance. This man was cold, showing only

rooted to the spot at the sight of Matilda. He simply watched her back, Chloe’s beaming smile, Logan’s blissful laughter, and Orson’s

If he had no blood relation to Gideon, why was

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Matilda’s side?

death

through Yvan’s mind, but he pushed

heartily, probably at some joke Chloe had cracked. Even Orson, usually so stoic, cracked a

that?” Chloe exclaimed, pointing at Orson as if she’d discovered a new world.