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Chapter 59 : Matilda 2

Author: Grace Grandi
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Chapter 59 : Matilda 2

From where Tony stood, the scene was almost absurd Bryan Adams, the CEO that Christiana is using to get her revenge, hoping to win his heart was seated across from a woman who looked like she had stepped straight out of a scandalous tabloid spread. The pairing was so unexpected, so out of place in this polished little restaurant, that Tony’s lips quirked in disbelief before tilting toward amusement.

“What the hell…?” he murmured under his breath.

Without consciously deciding to, his feet carried him further inside. Curiosity had hooked itself deep, tugging him toward the back where they sat. His mind flicked through a series of half-formed questions, was Bryan a professional whore now? Some kind of discreet high-end arrangement? And why did there seem to be a revolving door of women around him lately?

But as he drew closer, his focus shifted. He got a clearer look at Matilda’s face… and something in him stuttered.

Nostalgia.

It was sharp and precise, as if
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