Chapter 145


    Yvan’s presence seemed to plummet with the weight of a leaden sky when he heard Matilda’s plea for


    mercy. Gripping her chin firmly, he spat out each word with venomous force, “Matilda, you don’t get to


    call it quits until I say it’s over!”


    How much more did he want her to lose before he’d be satisfied?


    Matilda’s silentughter wasced with scorn as she mocked his cruelty. “Yvan, someday, I’ll have


    nothing left, and I’ll have you to thank for it.”


    When that day came, she knew the world would no longer have a ce for her.


    Without a word, Yvan stormed out, this time leaving the door unlocked. He was probably confident that


    Matilda wouldn’t dare defy him again, especially since Logan was still under his control. If Yvan wanted


    to crush her, it would be as easy as snapping his fingers.


    But that very night, the unexpected happened.


    E showed up.


    Yvan was shocked. Who had called E? And who had let slip that Matilda was at his ce?


    As soon as E arrived at Yvan’s doorstep, she headed straight for Matilda’s room and pushed the


    door open without a second thought. Yvan didn’t even have time to stop her.


    Upon seeing Matilda in Yvan’s home, E turned ghostly pale. She murmured to herself, “He didn’t


    lie… he really didn’t lie…”


    Who was she talking about? Yvan’s mind was a whirlwind of confusion, but before he could unravel it,


    E stepped forward and raised her hand to deliver a stinging p to Matilda’s face. Yet in the next


    heartbeat, her hand was caught mid–air by Matilda, who red back fiercely and sneered, “You want to


    hit me?”


    E stumbled backward, tears welling up in her eyes. She had been the one to make the first move,


    and now she was ying the victim. Quivering, she pointed at Matilda, “Why are you in Yvan’s house?”


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    E herself rarely entered Yvan’s home, sometimes lounging in the living room when he was in a good


    mood. The number of women who made it to Yvan’s bedroom was even smaller. So, how did Matilda


    manage to lie sofortably in the master bed of Yvan’s house?


    Matilda found E’s feigned shockughable. “Ask him, not me.”


    She, too, wanted to know why Yvan insisted on keeping her trapped in the Boyd family estate.


    E was livid, her face deathly white.


    Yvan stepped forward. “E, don’t be rash…”


    But E, tears streaming down her face, threw herself into Yvan’s arms. “Yvan, why is there


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    another woman in your house?”


    Yvan was exasperated and unsure how to exin it to E. Yet she clung to him as if they were the


    closest of lovers while Matilda observed them with a touch of amusement, her gaze undisturbed.


    Yvan felt a sting from Matilda’s indifferent stare and quickly pulled E aside, saying. “She’s just staying


    here temporarily.”


    His tone suggested he didn’t even want to delve into the reasons.


    Matilda scoffed. Could Yvan really not see the ferocity in E’s eyes? Her own heart trembled at the


    sight. How could Yvan be so blind to this vicious woman’s true nature?


    It was a pity, Matilda thought, that E had such an innocently angelic face. The moment she yed


    the victim, she seemed pitiful. Matilda shook her head in mock sympathy. If E’s sister Rachel were


    here, she’d be turning in her grave at the treachery of her own kin.