A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 10

Ivy whimpered as the hefty security guard dragged her into the street. She pursed her lips, refusing to let her emotions spill.

She couldn't believe it-Cheryl, of all people, had caused this humiliation. When had she changed? How had Ivy not noticed?

Cheryl's betrayal hurt, still Ivy couldn't process it.

Ivy sighed, making her way down the street. If Lily & Styles wouldn't have her, she'd spend the money elsewhere. After a short walk, she found Reginald's.

She had heard nice things about Reginald's but had never checked it out. Gathering her courage, she pushed the door open. She scanned the space, and found the blonde receptionist. But before Ivy could reach her, another woman intercepted her.

"Hello, I'm Lucy. How can I help you?" The woman smiled, but her eyes were anything but kind.

A blush crept up Ivy's face as she remembered Winnie's incident. "I have a black card," she said quickly, desperate to avoid further embarrassment.

Lucy folded her arms, a mocking smile played on her lips. "Oh, the fake card? You don't even have the owner's number."

Ivy's eyes widened. "How did you"

"Oh, darling." Lucy interrupted, her tone dripping with derision. "We share stories. I bet Winnie's already warned half the stores about you. Just go home. No one's falling for your act."

"What?" Ivy whispered, her face flushing with humiliation. At least Lucy kept her voice low enough to avoid drawing attention.

Lucy leaned in, wrapping an arm around Ivy's shoulder. "Find something else to do with your life. I'm sure you can." She patted Ivy on the cheek before gesturing to the exit. "Now, off you go before you offend our esteemed clients."

Once outside, Ivy dabbed her welling tears. She sniffled, still refusing to break down in public.

There was nothing to do now, she didn't have Silas's number, and she didn't even know the way to his house. She was contemplating her next move when a car pulled up beside her, and Bud, the hefty bodyguard, stepped out.

"Nothing good here either?" he asked, his deep voice tinged with concern.

Relief swept over Ivy as she saw him, and with it came the tears she had been holding back all day. She buried her face in her palms, sobbing gently. Grateful to see him.

Bud handed her a tissue.

"They wouldn't sell me anything, Ivy murmured, realizing how pathetic she sounded.

expression hardened. "Are we going back to the first place or staying

can't," she said, shaking her head in shame. She couldn't possibly go back to Lily & Styles or Reginald's, she couldn't handle

"Wipe your tears, ma'am. We're

I just want to

are to make sure you shop. I can't defy

into the Reginald's. Lucy's eyes narrowed the moment

shop here," she said,

Bud countered, walking protectively behind

didn't have to add a bodyguard to your charade. Leave before

want Silas Stone to burn this building to the ground for refusing to let his wife shop, I suggest

Chapter 10

face and then resolution. "Fine," she sighed. "You

your tone," Bud snapped, and Lucy

to Reginald's, Mrs. Stone." Lucy said, her voice quaking with fear. "Please, allow me to

a grateful glance before following Lucy. An hour later, Ivy had

more boxes and bags than she had ever

green

his eyes softening in

with two other women, who quickly helped her

Monica informed her with a kind smile. "He asked me to tell you to get ready-he'll be picking you up at 8 for dinner. Don't

following Monica to her room. Inside, a tray of food awaited, and her stomach gave a betraying growl as

placed the bags at the foot of Ivy's bed. "I'll have a hot bath

to speak, Ivy

left a special surprise in your closet, Monica smiled.

to it," she said,

didn't realize she had been holding. Her

in

as her stomach could take. Afterward, she rested on the

had left in the

and a diamond-cut necklace. Ivy's breath caught when she saw them. The

was designed

that subtly sparkled under

the necklace, the ensemble clung to her figure perfectly, enhancing her curves. Monica helped style her brown