A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

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.

thigh. "But Rosie is very skilled in that department.

don't have the time to follow your. Ivy around, but I can call a

she

you, Rosie, Silas smiled, his

distracted by Silas's touch, but she

his wallet and pulled out a black card.

widened

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

firmly, his

you," 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

flash of discomfort crossing her face. "Very well

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10:15 AM

Chapter 8

follow you, in case

"Who's Bud?" Ivy asked.

the one

"Oh, Ivy whispered.

why Silas was treating her like a complete idiot, especially with Rosie still in the room. Did

Ivy found herself saying. "You're so kind, Silas. But I don't need your bodyguard hovering around me.

forehead. "A gold

Rosie as she spoke. "Oh

flushed, and

call you that,"

but Ivy walked over to Silas and placed

to be light-meaningless-yet it sent shock waves through

didn't conceal

felt the heat on her cheeks. "I should be

said. "Later tonight, we'll be having a family dinner to

who had been silent, suddenly found her voice.

laced with subtle satisfaction. "Bye,"

Once outside, Ivy exhaled.

was so unlike her. Still, the memory of Rosie's embarrassed face made her

& Styles. She

Tang

Her aunt was

May," Ivy

you?" May asked, concern

"I'm good."

worried about you. So much has happened today, and I'm afraid you might have made decisions on a whim," May

but wasn't going to admit she'd made