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.

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

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

knew she

Rosie, Silas smiled,

was a little distracted by Silas's touch, but she managed a smile. "Yes, thank you,

a black card. “Here, shop as much as

eyes widened "Are

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

wife now," Silas said firmly, his

as she accepted the card. "Thank you," she said softly, a shiver running down her spine under hist gaze She turned to Rosie, not hiding

a flash of discomfort crossing her face.

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10:15 AM

Chapter 8

you, in case you need

"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

Rosie's disdainful expression, the 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

Silas's forehead. "A gold digger? Who would

Rosie as she

cheeks flushed, and she quickly

anyone who dares call you

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

supposed to be

didn't conceal his satisfaction.

on her cheeks. "I should be on my

tonight, we'll be having a family dinner to properly introduce you to

who had been silent, suddenly

subtle satisfaction. "Bye,"

Once outside, Ivy exhaled.

so unlike her.

she'd get to Lily & Styles. She pulled out her phone to order an Uber,

Tang

Her aunt was

May," Ivy

are you?" May

"I'm good."

happened today, and I'm afraid you might have made

but wasn't