A Journey from Bitterness to Truth (Matilda and Yvan) novel Chapter 243

At the office birthday bash, folks were chowing down on cake when Matilda threw a curveball that had everyone slack-jawed with shock.

Matilda just mirrored Orson's smirk, rattling off without skipping a beat or blushing, "That shirt you're wearing? It's mine. You're asking if I've seen it on you? Honey, I've seen it so much, it's like background noise now."

Baxter gulped, "So, uh... are you two like, living together or something?"

"We're roommates," Matilda and Orson chimed in unison, clarifying the situation.

That only made the coworkers' gazes grow more curious.

Orson, propping his chin on his hand, watched Matilda dig into the cake, "You're eating the stuff Yvan brought? Really?"

"So what?" Matilda shot back, "Why waste it? If he handed me cash, I'd spend it without a second thought."

She sure had a way of keeping an open mind.

Orson just tugged at the corner of his mouth, staying mum, while Luna sneakily posted a message on Facebook.

"Real-life rom-com at the studio today: Someone brought snacks to visit our queen, and Orson's not having any! Such a tsundere! Shoutout to Hof's Chocolate Cake—delish!"

The comments section blew up with adorable responses.

"LOL, is Orson jelly?"

"OMG, your studio's daily life is like a game plot!"

"Too cute!"

"I wanna visit too!"

When Yvan, stirred by the buzz about "Love Evolution," checked his account, all he saw were posts about Orson and Matilda.

Fuming, he was half-tempted to smash his phone.

Off to the side, Carl watched Yvan take deep breaths and spoke softly, "Mr. Boyd..."

Yvan, massaging his temples, asked, "What's the word from Orson's end?"

"They've been informed about his family..."

Carl's voice dropped even lower, "But, Mr. Boyd, something's off."

Yvan turned to look at him. Carl seemed hesitant, clearly uncertain himself.

Adrian squatted down to Logan's level, "Do you dislike me?"

"Not at all."

The boy's gaze was clear, devoid of deception, "It's just that my mom doesn't like you."

What Matilda decided, Logan followed.

"Who knows? Maybe your mom will warm up to me one day," Adrian murmured, "Maybe."

"Never happening," Logan said flatly, "My mom holds a grudge like nobody's business. No matter how nice you are, she won't forgive you if you've wronged her."

Adrian muttered to himself, "How can a woman be so unforgiving?"

Logan stared into his eyes, "Because she doesn't want to make the same mistake twice."

A statement like that wouldn't naturally come from a kid.

But Logan could easily see through what many adults couldn't grasp.