A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

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"She's in

in charge?" Ivy asked, freeing herself from Silas's embrace, her brow furrowing

"Yes, Rosie is one of the best stylists in the country," Silas said, his voice brimming with pride.

"How are you, Ivy? You seem surprised to see me," Rosie said, her eyes scanning Ivy with derision

Ivy's cheeks colored slightly. "I didn't know you were in charge.

"Oh. Silas is like that. He loves surprises," Rosie said, flashing Silas a smile.

Silas chuckled, pulling Ivy close again. "When do we begin?" he asked Rosie.

"It's straight to work." Rosie replied, adjusting her pl

plaid skirt. “Il call the team to attend to you while I take your wife"

Rosie pulled Ivy away from Silas, her grip a little too rough. Ivy immediately yanked her hand free.

Silas seemed oblivious to the tension. "Alright, I'm sure you'll do a great job, Rosie."

JOh, I will," Rosie said with a smile that Ivy didn't trust, a sparkle of mischief in her eyes. "Let's go, Ivy."

"Ill see you soon. Silas said, his voice resonating in the room.

Despite Rosie's mean looks, Silas made Ivy blush as she nodded, following Rosie out of the room.

When they got to the hallway, Rosie suddenly pulled Ivy aside, pinning her against the wall.

"I can't believe you're still on with the marriage!" Rosie snarled, her eyes blazing with anger.

Ivy froze for a moment but quickly composed herself, pulling herself away from Rosie. However, Rosie was surprisingly strong.

"I warned you about what to expect!" Rosie snapped.

Finding her strength, Ivy pushed Rosie away, startling her. "And I told you I didn't care!" Ivy shot back, breathing heavily from anger. "What's your problem with my marriage to Silas?"

"You don't belong here! You don't belong in our family!" Rosie hissed through gritted teeth.

The words stung, but Ivy refused to show it. "Who made you the judge of that? You have no right to interfere in my marriage. I am here to stay, Rosie!"

Rosie raised her hand as if to strike Ivy, but the hallway door opened, and two ladies walked in.

"Rosie, we're ready," one of the ladies said.

Ivy watched as Rosie immediately composed herself, her countenance changed. "Sure," Rosie said, a smile plastered on her face.

Ivy, still seething, attempted a smile but failed.

gestured to Ivy. "It's time for your hair and makeup.

Rosie

are, the lady said

steps, ignoring Rosie as the ladies led

with lights around it. On the table

still stunned by Rosie's words, but she heaved a deep sigh, trying to calm her nerves. She was pissed and couldn't wait

rother

ladies said. "I'lI start with your hair, and when I'm done, Xia will handle

"Yes." Ivy nodded.

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Chapter 20

my assistants." Sally said, gesturing to the

her greeting, sitting on the red chair positioned in front of the

going to create

Sally smiled, draping

shoulders. "Have

mom had brown hair," Ivy said, her stomach

her mother often, she was only surprised that she'd talked about her more in the past 24 hours than she had

then," Sally said warmly, breaking Ivy's thoughts. "Let's go wash it.” "Alright."

Sally asked, "What's going on with you

washing and drying. When

Stone?"

was taken aback

know it's not my place," Sally said, lowering her voice to a whisper. "But Xia and I

her cheeks flush red in

have to be nice. Everyone here knows how horrible Mrs. Stone is,"

like Rosie, she didn't want to gossip. "I don't

bad"

said, picking another curler. "One time,

cutting Sally off. Everyone jolted, expecting Rosie, but it was just

delivery from your husband,"

It was a royal blue box designed with a pink ribbon and a crystal

the assistants gathered round, admiring

gift. She remembered the pink diamond Silas had customized for her and wondered how

they all admired the sapphire, the door opened again. This time, Rosie

done with- Rosie paused, her eyes dropping to the sapphire. "Who...

husband sent it!" Sally

face reddened, betraying her composure. "It's beautiful," she

envy.

you," Ivy replied, pleased by

no time, I'll be back in ten minutes with her outfit, and that makeup better

you," Sally murmured, quickly

Moments later,

to

"Isn't that