A Journey from Bitterness to Truth (Matilda and Yvan) novel Chapter 749

Vinegar tycoon Yvan couldn't take his eyes off Matilda and Mark for a long time, finally turning to his assistant and asking, "What's that guy's name again?"

"You know, I mentioned last time, he's the eldest son of the Walker family from Whty City," Carl whispered back.

"What's their business?"

"Hotels and high-end cosmetics," Carl added. "Because of the cosmetics brand, he's got a bit of a connection to the fashion world, knows Eugene and Criss too."

Those names sounded familiar, probably crossed paths before, but slipped his mind again.

"He's well-connected, huh?" Yvan couldn't hide his envy, "Is he good-looking?"

Carl, missing the undercurrent in Yvan's question, naively answered, "Pretty... pretty handsome."

Yvan was livid, wishing he could strangle his assistant then and there, "You're praising his looks in front of me? Between him and Matilda, and me and Matilda—"

Carl cut him off, "I rarely see you and Matilda together."

Ouch—that hit Yvan like an arrow to the chest.

Why on earth did he choose Carl as his assistant? He was driving him insane!

Later, when Matilda saw Logan sitting quietly in class, she felt relieved and stepped out of the classroom with a sigh.

"Don't worry about him getting bullied," Chloe reassured her. "If he got into high school, he's got brains. He won't let himself be taken advantage of."

As Matilda and a few friends walked back, responding to Chloe, "Being smart is one thing, but I'm worried about bullying, he's not big enough to fight back."

After all, he is Logan's biological father, isn't he?

Matilda just smiled, "It's fine, I can handle it. Logan and I are doing just fine on our own."

Yvan stepped closer, "I just want to say I'm here to do something for Logan..."

Matilda paused.

"I don't remember the past, but I've looked into it, looked into the wrongs I've done." Yvan took another step forward, a gesture that seemed to take a great deal of effort compared to his usual aloof demeanor.

The Yvan of today was flesh and blood, capable of feeling pain and joy. When he disliked someone, it was cold indifference, but when he cared for someone, they became his whole world.

Just like now, Yvan was setting aside his pride, clenching his fists as he approached Matilda, "I know wounds can never truly be erased, just like the mistakes I've made. Even if I were to give my life, it wouldn't make up for the pain you endured because of me. And now, the irony is that I've forgotten all about it, as if forcing everything back to zero. But Matilda, I'll try to remember, remember the wrongs I've done, remember all the memories, good and bad, between us—"