A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 204

Matilda didn, know that Yvan had been ke

eping a watchful eye on her for quite some time. She was tob preoccupied with Chloe and Logan, who were playing a game of tag through the sales of the busting mat, causing her to call out, “Hey, slow down don’t bump into anyonel Enough playing around, come back?

Logan, with a cheeky grin, ducked behind Matilds and proclawed, “No more games, time for a feast

Chloe, playfully chasing after the little rascal, guaded Matilda and the others toward a restaurant, which was quite the local hotspot. By the time they arrived, a line had formed outside

Orson clicked his tongue in apparent dislike for waiting

With a smirk of triumph, Chloe announced, “No worries, I’ve got this covered. I know the manager here, I’ve already snagged us a spot”

And with that, she led the group past the onlookers and straight into the restaurant, ignoring the queue and heading to a private booth.

“Well, well, if it isrit Chloe, you little troublemaker Finally decided to grace us with your presence? greeted a dashing young man in a waiter’s attire, flashing a charming smile at Chloe, “Been avoiding me for too long. eh?”

“Cut the flattery,” Chloe shot back with a wave of her hand. “Anyway, this is my good friend, Matilda, and

that’s her son.”

“Nice to meet you,” said the man, winking at Logan. “Your mom’s a knockout

Logan immediately stood protectively in front of Matilda, declaring, “Back off! No one’s hitting on my mom!” The little guy was as stubborn as ever about keeping men away from Matilda.

Chloe chuckled and introduced him to Matilda and the rest. This guy’s a good friend of mine, the manager of this place and head chef. He’s the genius behind several of the restaurant’s signature dishes”

“That’s the nicest thing you’ve said about me in ages, the man quipped, then turned to Orson. “And who’s this gentleman?”

“He’s my Uncle!” Logan quickly answered for Orson, who simply gave a nonchalant nod in agreement.

“Alright, take a look at the menu, and I’ll make sure your order gets priority, the man said to Matilda. “Any dietary restrictions for your son?”

can eat anything!” Logan puffed out his chest, eager to prove he was grown up.

me!”

restaurant’s got amazing creamed and truffle oysters, but personally, I love them raw. If

creamy mushroom sauce for Logan, then handed the

red wine, followed by a steak, medium–rare, with a side

the menus back. He was then called to attend to another VIP table, excusing himself with, “I’ll

is hopping.” Chloe waved him off. They

cut Inough from

idea who I ani to Mr. Yeager? And you serve us this trast? Does this restaurant want to stay in

volen belonged to a petulant young woman causing a scene. “Don’t think you’re something special just because your restaurant’s

abruptly, banging her hand on

from before being slapped by a woman, all the

has sourced its ingredients internationally since day one, and our chef holds Michelin three–star credentials! You can watch the entire cooking process through that window. Why

Chapt

of someone defending the restaurant. Her gaze Up to Chlow, and upon recognizing her,

have here! If it isn’t our very own Chloe! Her tone shifted to one of mocking superiority. Oh wait,

color, a sickly pale giving way to a deep flush

side, asked who

“An influencer. She’s the one who smashed Declan Yeager’s coffee machine last

to run into Chloe here, and with the backup of Declan, her confidence was soaring. Snide and merciless, she taunted, “Oh, what’s this? Spot a good–looking chef and can’t help but try to catch his eye, Chloe? Haha, how pathetic. Without Mr. Yeager’s support, you

a response, swallowing the humiliation as she

exaggerated smirk. “Oh, listen to that tone. It reeks of desperation from a mile away, Chloe, surely you’re not so

voice laced with anger, snapped back, “Miss, you can insult me all you want, and critique my cooking, but I won’t stand

men and women just friends without something

men approached from behind Reese. Chloe

Declan and… Yvan.

like a convention

softly urged, “Chloe, let’s get Godfrey out of here. Is your