A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

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Ivy swallowed as she followed Silas. She wiped the corner of her eyes,

determined to keep her tears at bay.

A young woman in glasses approached them, a tablet in her hand. "Good

afternoon, ma'am. Good afternoon sir," she smiled warmly.

"Afternoon, Rachel," Silas said calmly. "This is my wife." He pointed to Ivy, then he gestured to Rachel. "That's Rachel, my personal assistant."

Before Ivy could greet her, Silas addressed Rachel. "What's the update?"

Ivy watched as Rachel scurried after Silas, her hand tapping her tablet. Unsure of what to do, she stood in the reception area until another young lady approached her.

“Hello, ma'am. I'm Debbie," the lady smiled. "Please follow me."

"Alright, Debbie," Ivy replied as she followed.

Debbie led her into a room bustling with activities. There were men talking and typing, women arranging files-everyone seemed busy. They entered an inner room away from the noise, though Ivy could still hear them..

"Your stylist isn't here yet," Debbie said. "But while we wait, you can rehearse your lines for the interview." She gestured to a brown armchair.

As Ivy sat, her heart clenched at the reminder of Aaliyah Salvatore. She didn't even know why she was holding on to the jealousy stirring in her heart after she'd told herself she didn't care about Silas's past.

God, she just admitted she was jealous.

She averted her eyes, hoping Debbie wouldn't see the color on her checks. Thankfully, Debbie left the room for a moment, allowing her to compose herself.

By the time she returned, Ivy was feeling more confident. She smiled as Debbie handed her a file.

"These are the questions the interviewer would ask," Debbie explained. "Your replies are already included. There would be no sudden or unusual questions, so you're safe."

She felt calm under Debbie's warm smile. "Thank you, Debbie."

"You're welcome. I'll leave you to go through it, then I'll come back when Ms. Salvatore is around. Good?"

"Yes, good." Ivy nodded.

waved

nothing unusual in the contents. There were

was only one question about Mason's lawsuit, and she found

Mason Hunter, suing you for the event at Laurent Bridal Store?" she read out loud. "His claims are

Silas had written that line himself. She went through the rest of the pages, and when she was

wave of anxiety hit

public with her marriage to Silas. The thought of her father and Cole intensified her anxiety and she stood up, breaking out

small room, with distant noise around, didn't help her nerves. She

the building, with no location in mind, feeling the anxiety build further in her chest

out. She had to find Silas. She needed air.

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Chapter 45

"Breathe, breathe."

on her back made her obey. Slowly, she breathed, allowing

moment, she exhaled, feeling a lot better. She turned to face her companion. It was an elderly woman with

you," Ivy muttered, grateful for

woman nodded. "You're

blush with embarrassment. She couldn't

the older woman said, reaching for Ivy's

replied, not knowing what

gently to a chair close to the door that read Staff Only. "Sit. We can't have you fainting

and sat. "Thank you

studied her for a moment before speaking again. "I take

haven't,"

figure before, not that we can call Mason Hunter a public

candor. "Yes I was. It's... different

"I understand you. Still, it's just surprising. Why

became weary of the woman. Who was she, and why was she asking

same thing," she said sadly. "Well, almost similar. bhave

heart softened. "Oh,

okay," the woman said dismissively, but Ivy could

said, stretching her hand.

received her