A Journey from Bitterness to Truth (Matilda and Yvan) novel Chapter 684

Lance's words stirred a sense of urgency in Yvan. He knew that Matilda was a high-flying entrepreneur from Zach Country's Boyd Group, but why was she targeted upon her arrival in Australia?

Who had she angered?

Yvan, lips pursed in contemplation, fingers intertwined as if piecing together a puzzle, eventually opened his eyes, a sharp glint within, "Dig into it. I'm quite curious to see just how many enemies my darling has made."

Lance, unimpressed, scoffed, "Oh, what? Playing the knight in shining armor now?"

"None of your business," Yvan snapped back, his gaze icy. "And? Have you looked into how Matilda climbed to the top of the Boyd Group?"

"Still on it, but hitting a wall," Lance admitted. "Seems like someone back home has put a lid on any info about Matilda. No one can get a lead."

"Aren't you one of the Sinners?" Yvan mocked, "Can't even get past this hurdle?"

"I swear..." Lance was itching to throw a punch, "The Sinners have their own areas of expertise, okay? My hacking skills aren't the top, Pride's are."

"Who's Pride?"

"R7CKY." Lance crossed his arms, "Forget it. He's a close mate of mine, and aside from him, I doubt anyone's better."

"So, you mean to say Matilda has R7CKY backing her?" Yvan frowned, "Doesn't add up. Why would the Sinners go out of their way for some lady?"

"I agree," Lance nodded, "Either someone on par with R7CKY or... maybe there's a new player, even more skilled."

Yvan remained silent, his gaze deepening.

That statement alone shifted the mood drastically!

Changed clothes? What circumstances would lead to that?! What exactly happened?

Seeing Adrian's face go through a rollercoaster of emotions, Matilda internally panicked, attempting to change the subject. Before she could, Adrian, fuming, dragged her towards the elevator, with a similarly grim-faced Logan in tow—forming a united front.

"You're going to explain the clothes," Adrian demanded, the elevator doors closing behind them.

He pressed Matilda against the wall, "Why did you change? Why... why did it take you so long to come back?"

Going out alone for drinks, returning after hours, and in a different set of clothes—anyone would jump to conclusions!