A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 79: Mr Borderline Crazy.

Tvy sprang to her feet, her eyes widened with anger "That bastard! What does he want?"

"Easy now, Tigress, Silas teased, standing up as well. Tve handled it"

Confusion replaced her anger. "Handled it? What did you do?"

"I sent him away" Stas replied.

"You what?" Ivy asked, and then laughed. "You saw him?"

Silas adjusted his shirt. "Yes, I did," he said, his mouth tugging into a small smile

Ivy returned to the lounge chair, laughing hard. She was dying to know the details. Tell me How did it go?"

Silas chuckled as he sat down. "When Bud told me Mason was in Fiji I just knew it couldn't be for a good reason. So I had someone track his location and get back to me. Apparently, Mason has been calling every five-star hotel to figure out which

one we're in."

"Oh Lord, that's borderline crazy," Ivy gasped. She couldn't believe Mason had flown several hours just to pull this stunt What does he even want?" she asked rhetorically, leaning in the chair.

"He said he wanted to prove he was right about seeing you earlier, Silas said, his eyes drifting as if replaying the encounter in his head.

Ivy didn't know whether to be amused or freaked out by Mason's persistence. She knew he didn't give up easily, but flying eleven hours just to prove a point was next-level insane.

"Well, I threatened him, Silas continued. "Told him if he didn't leave, I'd post pictures of everything, tagging him as a stalker

Ivy laughed, her insides turning to jelly. "I can't believe it."

"That was it,” Silas shrugged, laughing as well. "He eventually left, but not without an attitude."

"Of course," Ivy chuckled. Typical Mason-he could never handle threats.

“So,” Silas said, standing up again. "Dinner starts in a few minutes." He gestured to his wristwatch.

"Sure. I'll join you soon."

The dress code is beige, Silas

She winked at

as Silas left, Ivy returned to her plate of banana cake, laughing out loud. Mason had actually flown

went back to her hotel room, with Bud following behind. Once inside, she headed straight for a bath. Afterward, she moved to the closet and found the box labeled Belge, Neon, and

gowns there. Pleased with her choice, she grabbed her accessories and returned to

her gown when her phone buzzed. She reached it, taking it out of her bag, and was surprised to

was calling again, but she ignored it, going back to dress. It felt so good to watch him squirm-now he knew a

she frowned as she wore her lipstick. Seconds later, her phone pinged with a new

just left for Fiji. It's

message and locked her phone. The thought

table and proceeded outside. Bud was waiting by the door, and he led

beautiful and empty, as expected. Silas stood from his chair as she walked

Successfully unlocked!

the apology from the

brow furrowed. "Apology from the

said, sitting in his chair.

stomach churned. How did a florist in Fiji know his ex-fiancée's name? The answer punched

glared at Silas as a rush of anger-and

the water "You don't want a bad picture of yourself in

morphed into shock as heat crept up her cheeks. They were both dressed in beige, having a romantic dinner in an empty room

as the waiter approached. Tl have

at her. "You can't

whatever I want, she replied, and flashed a fake smile at

waiter nodded and turned to

filling meal will do Silas replied, but his eyes

you

long as it's edible" Silas

quickly nodded

softer now.

hurt. There was so much to be angry about-the honeymoon, the Kim mistake, the bouquet that wasn't even a romantic gesture, the fact that he and Kim clearly had

softly,

touch sent shivers down her spine, reminding her

away, her cheeks flushing from the need to be touched again. The

mad. I understand. But please, let's get through this for the sake