Chapter 8

"What the hell?" Ivy muttered under her breath, staring at the door that had just slammed shut

She couldn't believe Rosie just threatened her. For what? Why?

her.

She'd barely steady her nerves when the door opened again. Bracing herself for Rosie, she relaxed when she saw it wasn't h

"Hello, ma'am, I'm Monica" An elderly woman entered with a warm smile.

"Hi, Monica. I'm Ivy. Silas's..." she trailed and cleared her throat. "Nice to meet you."

"Yes, ma'am" Monica nodded. "I just came to introduce myself as your personal maid. If you need anything. I'm here for you."

Monica's smile was sweet-a sheer contrast to Rosie's, and it made Ivy feel comforted. "Thank you very much."

"The rest of the staff would come by to introduce themselves. Mr. Stone said to tell you he's waiting for you downstairs."

"Alright, I'll be there." Ivy smiled.

Monica nodded and left. Ivy inhaled deeply, counting to ten before making her way downstairs. To her dismay. Rosie was still there.

"How do you like your room?" Silas asked, seated exactly where he'd been earlier.

"I didn't think you'd find your way so easily."

"Oh, it was easy." Ivy replied, sitting down.

"I remember how many times Kim got lost in this house, Rosie said with a loud laugh, tossing her head back.

"Ah, yes," Silas chuckled, though his eyes shifted with something sharp.

Ivy knew what Rosie was trying to do. "I met Monica," she said, changing the subject. "She's such a sweet lady."

"Yes, she is," Silas agreed. "So, I wanted Rosie to help you with shopping-to help pick some beautiful dresses." His eyes flicked briefly to Ivy's gown, and she felt heat on her cheeks.

She didn't want Rosie tagging along. "I know-

"Im sure Ivy knows her way around," Rosie interrupted, her tone tinged with disdain. "She is a socialite-or at least used to be. She doesn't need my help.

Ivy ignored Rosie's dig. "I know my way around good stores."

Rosie scoffed and Ivy sent her a look.

in that department. She could help you navigate or even call some stores ahead." He turned

to follow your. Ivy around, but I

knew she

Rosie, Silas smiled, his hand

distracted by Silas's touch, but she

reached for his wallet and pulled out a black card. “Here, shop as much as you like,"

widened "Are

think she can handle that?" Roste asked, her voice diminishing. "I mean, do you want to give her that! You just met

wife now," Silas said firmly, his eyes gleaming. "What's mine is

she said softly, a shiver running down her spine under hist gaze She turned to Rosie, not hiding her disapproval "And don't worry-I know how to

weaved, a flash of discomfort crossing her

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Chapter 8

follow you, in case you need help,

"Who's Bud?" Ivy asked.

He was the one who found you," Silas

"Oh, Ivy whispered.

was treating her like a complete idiot, especially with Rosie still in the room. Did he really think she couldn't handle shopping

look that screamed she thought Ivy was incapable of anything, but Ivy found herself saying. "You're so kind, Silas. But I don't need your bodyguard hovering around me. I don't want

frown creased Silas's forehead. "A gold

glanced at Rosie as

flushed, and

call

to prove something to Rosie, but Ivy walked over to Silas and placed a small kiss on his lips. "I

supposed to be

conceal

the heat on her cheeks. "I

"Later tonight, we'll be having a family

suddenly found

replied, her voice laced with subtle satisfaction. "Bye," she said,

Once outside, Ivy exhaled.

hell was that? That was so unlike her. Still, the memory

how she'd get to Lily & Styles. She pulled out her phone to order

Tang

Her aunt was

May," Ivy

you?" May

"I'm good."

I'm worried about you. So much has happened today, and I'm afraid you might have made decisions

what her aunt meant but wasn't going to admit

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