A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 31

When Silas left the room, Ivy quickly bolted the door behind him. She had scolded herself for leaving the door open, only to repeat the mistake.

She sat on the bed, touching her face in disbelief. God, the look on Silas's face had scared and thrilled her.

For a moment, she thought he wouldn't listen, thought he might walk over and pull the blue towel off her body. And for a dangerous, fleeting moment, she had welcomed the thought-anticipated the move.

"Crazy,” she murmured as she picked the phone and accessed it. How is he able to get things done so quickly? She walked to the closet, her cheeks still flushed.

He'd said he wanted to talk. Maybe he was going to apologize? Who knows. Deep down, she wanted to hear what he had to say. She could only hope it wasn't another major decision that could make her angrier.

Inside the closet, Monica had arranged all the clothes she'd purchased at Reginald's by color. She settled for a short black gown with pink frills around the neckline, and paired it with black heels. She wasn't going to be humiliated again for her looks.

She was Ivy Stone, and she would dress the part.

She found the customized pink diamond Silas had given her. Her name boldly spelled on it, and for a moment, it made her feel different-good.

She fastened the diamond around her neck, and noted how the pink paired well with her dress. She added a Dior bag and made her way downstairs.

She was eager to see Silas-eager to impress him. But her eagerness died when she found the living room empty.

"Are you set, Ivy?" Monica asked.

Ivy turned to her, forcing a smile to hide her disappointment. "Yes, I am."

"You look very beautiful," Monica said warmly.

"Thank you." Ivy smiled, but the compliment didn't grant her the satisfaction she craved. "Is... Silas in his room?" she asked, hoping to catch him-to show off.

"No, ma'am," Monica shook her head. "He's out."

Ivy bit her lip. "Did... he say where he was going?"

"No," Monica said, shaking her head again. "Is there a problem?"

"No, not at all," Ivy replied, her smile dimming.

Who was she kidding? She had rejected him, sent him away even after he'd made his intentions clear. Yet here she was, craving his

attention.

"I'm ready to leave now," she told Monica, suppressing her frustration.

Monica smiled and

before them. "Good day, ma'am," he greeted. "Hello, Bud." Ivy smiled at

ready," Bud announced, gesturing toward a white luxury

froze for a moment, stunned by its

from your

muttered, heat rising in

was stunned by the sleek red leather interior. It was comfortable-she liked it

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Chapter 31

by her side, she couldn't

Silas had done something.

something terrible again— why

her chest as she clenched her

yell at him. She was holding up her side of the deal,

dinner before Mason and backstabbing Cheryl arrived. She pulled out her new phone from her bag, set it

scrolled through them, she couldn't help but marvel at how beautiful she looked and how perfect they looked together. Every angle was flawless, and the

article about herself. Mason had carried his threat-that crazy man had done it. She

Monica's voice interrupted her thoughts.

meant your pictures from yesterday. They were lovely," Monica said, smiling

over Ivy's face. "Thank you,

as she glanced away, Ivy noticed a faint blush on her

Silas?" Ivy asked, hoping to keep the conversation

now," Monica replied, her

"That's impressive." Ivy smiled.

for Mr. and Mrs. Stone before they passed away. Silas called me back a

was an orphan. Her heart softened at the discovery, her cheeks turned pink, though Monica didn't seem to notice and

My kids are all grown up now, both live far away,"

sorry,"

patted Ivy's hand gently. "It's fine. I miss my husband, but I love my job.

warm again, but her mind lingered

been through so much," Monica added softly. "But it's been

What happened to their parents?"

a horrific car accident," Monica replied, her voice dropping into a whisper, "The

was a message from her father, and it completely changed her

me," she murmured, reading the

dickhead husband to stay

Ivy wondered. What had