A Journey from Bitterness to Truth (Matilda and Yvan) novel Chapter 404

When Declan heard those words from Yvan, he was taken aback. It turned out that some members of the Jungle Union were indeed part of the elite forces under his father's command back in the day. However, due to certain policies, they were completely suppressed and later transitioned into an underground organization, leading to the rise of the Jungle Union.

But this piece of history was unknown to many. The Yeager family had connections in high places, and the original members had played a significant role in stabilizing the situation.

"How did you manage to trace this back to me?" Declan smirked, narrowing his eyes. "You're digging your own grave by snooping into my background."

Craig Yeager, Declan's father, was a formidable figure in the military, a true warrior through and through.

Yvan remained silent for a while, tapping his fingers on the conference room table. "Cut the crap. Are you going to spill the beans or not?"

He finally understood why Declan hadn't intervened when the Jungle Union rescued Matilda that day. Declan himself was entangled with the Jungle Union...

Seeing Yvan's demeanor, Declan couldn't help but laugh. "You're done for, Yvan. Now you're all about uncovering the truth behind Matilda's situation?"

"The truth has already surfaced," Yvan corrected him. "I'm after a different mystery."

A mystery connected to the Thompson family.

"People don't care," Declan hinted. "Yvan, no matter how much you struggle now, Matilda won't appreciate your help."

That felt like a dagger to Yvan's heart. He glanced at Declan, scoffed, and said, "Still better than someone who won't repent even when death's knocking at their door."

"You..." If Declan wasn't so familiar with Yvan, he might have actually thrown the ashtray at him. "What's the use of repenting or not when you're about to die? Trying to help Matilda now is futile."

Yvan knew it was a lost cause, but the thought of her struggling was unbearable.

He preferred to ease his guilt in this way, even if it was just a little.