A Journey from Bitterness to Truth (Matilda and Yvan) novel Chapter 235

Matilda strolled back to the office with Orson, just as the office crew gathered around, buzzing with curiosity. "How'd the interview go? No snags, I hope?"

With a grin that seemed to erase the sharp barbs she'd gotten from Mia earlier, Matilda chirped, "Smooth sailing."

Orson, on the other hand, stood to the side, downing his coffee like it was whiskey before saying with an icy detachment, "Ran into a total moron."

It was the first time Matilda had ever heard Orson cuss, which felt oddly refreshing.

Yoshi perked up immediately, "Who? That influencer guy?"

Without pause, Orson headed straight for Baxter. "Whose bright idea was it to make Mia the face of the campaign?"

Baxter glanced up, nonchalant. "The higher-ups, of course. Why, planning on giving her the boot?"

Orson clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Consider her gone."

"I don't have a say in that." Baxter shrugged with a tinge of regret. "I'm just the hired help."

Orson fell silent, staring at Baxter for a long moment before resigning himself to leave and get back to his own tasks.

To Matilda, this seemed like a minor episode. She wasn't interested in tangling with Mia, seeing her as nothing more than green-eyed jealousy incarnate.

In their eyes, she was the scheming villainess, capable of betraying anything for a man's attention. Matilda couldn't be bothered to defend herself; after all, explanations are the most futile of efforts. The moment you need to justify yourself, you know that the person across from you—no matter how much they once trusted or loved you—has lost all faith in you.

True friends never need explanations.

Matilda settled into her chair and booted up her computer, diving into another round of work. But before long, she found herself unwittingly climbing the ranks of Facebook's trending topics.

# "Love Evolution" game studio unveils the real face of the elusive goddess Dawn! #

Orson didn't even glance up. "If she'd ever dated Yvan, she'd be rolling in cash by now."

"Can't argue with that," Hala lamented with mock despair. "I wish Matilda had some dirt with Yvan. I'd happily ride on her coattails!"

Yoshi, fidgeting with a small human anatomy model, setting it into various combat poses, laughed, "I wonder why our studio is a magnet for nerds. Couldn't we have one secret mogul to skyrocket us to fame? I'd kill for a taste of that billionaire CEO life. If Yvan were into guys, I'd sell my dignity on the spot."

The room erupted with laughter, and Baxter chimed in between chuckles, "If I were Yvan, I'd stay single before taking you up on that offer. Orson, now... Yvan might just have eyes for him."

Orson's eyebrow twitched, "Excuse me?"

Hala and Luna, tapping into their fujoshi spirit, nodded in agreement. "Yeah, that could work. They're both pretty handsome. It's like those BL mangas—always full of good-looking dudes."

"That's a no-brainer. It's like romance novels, all about gorgeous people. Who'd read about an ugly duckling love story? The protagonists gotta be flawless, fulfill those everyday fantasies, you know?" Yoshi, engrossed in his digital sketches, added, "Who'd have thought our studio's goddess would get her moment in the spotlight only to get skinned alive? No worries, goddess. We've got an army of alt accounts ready to set the record straight."