Chapter 101


    Matilda stormed out at three in the afternoon, despite Logan’s pleas for her to stay. Her resolution was


    firm, and with a heavy heart, she parted ways.


    A nagging fear haunted her- the prospect of losing to Yvan and, consequently, losing Logan. was a


    cruel lesson, but she had to teach Logan to stand on his own two feet, to grow up even if it meant being


    without her.


    Wiping tears from her eyes, she hailed a cab home.


    No, she couldn’t give up. Not while there was still a sliver of hope for her boy to return to her


    arms.


    E made another visit to Yvan’s office that day, bringing with her a thoughtful breakfast to start his


    morning. Much to her dismay, Yvan dismissed it with a casual Tve already eaten,” pushing it aside.


    E, feeling slighted, resolved to cling to Yvan until he agreed to take her home that evening. Yvan,


    outmatched by her persistence, could only acquiesce, escorting her home to keep the


    peace.


    When Logan saw Yvan bring another woman home, his reaction was eerilyposed, a numb calm in


    his demeanor.


    Holding a warm mug of milk, his cheeks still flushed from the fever that had recently subsided. he


    greeted, “Wee home, Mr. Boyd.”


    His voice was youthful yet unnervingly steady.


    The voice irked Yvan, who was growing increasingly frustrated with the boy’s constant resistance and


    cold demeanor.


    Without a word, Yvan fetched a pair of slippers that Evie had once worn for E. Surprised, E


    nced at Logan, who appeared unfazed.


    “Are you Yvan’s kid? You look a lot like him.” Her tone was insincere, almost artificial


    Logan’s brow furrowed slightly before he replied matter–of–factly. “Indeed, I am Mr. Boyd’s


    son.”


    The boy’sposed rationality was unsettling, even for adults.


    E’s gaze lingered on Logan, thoughts racing before she mustered a smile and extended her hand.


    “Hi, I’m Rachel Archer’s sister, E Archer.”


    The mention of Rachel stirred something familiar. Logan mimicked her smile, taking her hand. “Nice to


    meet you, E.”


    Yvan looked on, stunned by Logan’s politeness – a stark contrast to the boy’s usual standoffish


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    attitude. Had he suddenly turned a new leaf?


    Only Logan knew the truth. E was not to be underestimated, and direct confrontation would only sour


    his father’s opinion of him further.


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    Adults loved their charades; Logan decided to y along.


    With an innocent smile, he asked, “Is E staying the night with you, Mr. Boyd?”


    The question hung in the air, insinuating E was just another one of Yvan’s flings. E’s face flushed


    with indignation. “No, my rtionship with your dad isn’t like that.”


    In truth, Yvan hadn’t evenid a finger on her.


    “Really? So, is Mr. Boyd bringing home a housekeeper?” Logan’s smile was free of malice. “Wee,


    E. Don’t feel out of ce, just think of yourself as one of the family.”


    E was speechless, cornered by a child’s cunning words.


    Damn it, what was this kid’s game? His words seemedced with mockery. And why did he refer to his


    father so formally as “Mr. Boyd” instead of “Dad“?


    E’s gaze hardened as she studied the boy before her, her thoughts plunging into a chasm of


    uncertainty.


    Logan, still smiling, hopped off the couch and gave Yvan a ceremonious bow, as if to a stranger rather


    than kin. “If you’ll excuse me, I’ll retire upstairs. Goodnight, Mr. Boyd. Goodnight, E.”