A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 34

After leaving that evening, Matilda couldn’t shake the unease that settled in her stomach. She grabbed her phone and typed out a message to Mason, expressing her regret that their collaboration might be off the table. She also hinted, with a touch of subtlety, that he should stop using Yvan’s name as a means to reach out to her.

The next day, Mason read her message, a wry smile spreading across his face as he dialed Yvan’s number. “Your ex is telling me to mind my own beeswax. What’s our play?”

On the other end. Yvan’s grip on his phone tightened, his chuckle cold as ice.

What was their play?

There was only one thing to do. If Matilda wanted to play hardball, he’d just have to see how long she could hold her ground!

After hanging up, Yvan got his people moving. Soon, a knock came at his office door, and a figure walked in, deferential as ever. “Mr. Boyd, the funds have been transferred to Ms. Thompson’s account…”

“Have you spread the word?” Yvan’s eyes narrowed. “Anyone who dares to work with Matilda is signing their own death warrant.”

sent money to Matilda, Carl couldn’t help but feel a pang of conscience. He had seen the

ventured, “Mr.

scoffed. “Watch your words. Matilda is no

head bowed, yet not

turned murky. “Carl, how long have you been

position by yvan’s side, his trust and esteem, had all come on Matilda’s recommendation. Without her, he’d ce nowhere.

but Carl, you work for me now, and she… she’s just an ex–wife.” Yvan arched an eyebrow, his presence alone exerting pressure.

Carl bowed his head again, his fists

and Yvan?

person Ms. Thompson

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