A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

"I don't know, I have no idea," Silas said with a shrug as he settled into the couch.

ivy looked at him, but she couldn't tell if he was angry or exhausted. He was frowning, and that blood... that small stain at the edge of his lips made her uncomfortable.

What would be the first conversation?

She dropped the letter and sat beside him. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and she rested her head on his chest.

"What happened?" she asked softly, rubbing his thigh.

"Thomas," Silas replied. His voice was thick with anger, making her sit upright.

"You guys had a fight?" she asked, her heart pounding. This was the worst possible time for a brotherly feud.

"He pushed me," he snapped, then told her everything. "It was weird."

Ivy bit her lip, unsure how to react. Thomas was with strange men with tattoos, it was almost unbelievable.

"Maybe they were discussing something else," she said quietly, trying to ease the tension.

But it only made things worse. Silas clenched his jaw, his eyes blazing with

rage. "Something else? We're in the middle of a crisis, and he's keeping secrets?"

His tone startled her, and she reached up to touch his face, hoping to calm him. He nuzzled into her hands, closing his eyes.

"It might be for your own good. I'm sure he has his reasons."

Silas didn't respond, but his anger still simmered.

She traced his lips gently with her fingers, but he flinched.

"Sorry," she whispered and kissed him. Then she turned. "Monica?"

Monica appeared almost immediately.

"Please get the first aid kit," Ivy told Monica who nodded and left.

Theresa joined them in the living room. When she saw Silas's lips, her eyes widened.

"What happened to you?"

"Thomas," Silas replied flatly, his voice still tinged with annoyance.

Theresa didn't react, as if it wasn't the first time something like this had happened between them.

Ivy squeezed his hand, then picked up the letter. "What do we do about this?"

"What is that?" Theresa asked.

Ivy told her. "It's getting crazy."

Theresa folded her arms. "We can't take this, it's not fair!" Her voice cracked.

Before Ivy could respond, Monica returned with a small box.

she said, taking it from her. She opened the kit, dabbed

still until she was

might need an injection if

not," Silas replied.

Ivy finished, Monica returned to pack up the

paced the room, her eyes full of worry. "How do we

Silas

was the letter delivered?" Theresa said, her

about to enter,

entrance. The letter was under it

hands on her hips. “So we can

shiver down Ivy's spine.

Theresa looked at her

"You

front of the house. We know the letter is from Rosie, but how do we

his head, then stood up. "Only one way to find

down the hallway, past Ivy's room,

with one guard

his seat, knocking over a soda

"Sir," he said quickly.

"I need footage from this afternoon. Someone dropped something

the gate?" the guard

Silas said

monitors and pressed some buttons. Moments later, he

and a figure stepped out.

in the

in front of the gate. Then she

What did she write?"

The guard did.

Theresa read aloud.

it's a stone, not a rock. She's

did the guard not see Rosie

the guard stammered. "I... was... on

his eyes. "That call just

sir, I have

focus," Silas cut him off, raising a hand, "Get your things. I don't want to see

had already walked out. Ivy and Theresa followed, though Theresa was stomping and muttering curses under her

needed him to steady her. The

her. "I'm

say anything out of fear of breaking down, but she leaned more into

they saw Aria in the hallway,

pink luggage

forward. "Where are you going? I'm going to sort out the letter incident. It

turned, her brows raised. "What

that's why

I want to spend

there," Theresa

Aria snapped,