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"Is she breathing?" Ivy asked, her voice so small she wasn't sure Theresa even heard her.

"It takes a moment to know," Theresa replied, expressionless.

The poker face made Ivy's stomach churn as she waited for a sign. Anything at all.

It would be awful if something terrible happened to Beatrice in her office. She was Aria's blackmailer, and the media would milk the hell out of any false narrative they create.

"The ambulance is here, ma'am," Jade said, her voice shaking.

Ivy heard the sirens wailing downstairs, but they did

ease her nerves.

Then Beatrice coughed. It was dry and small, but it was enough to make Ivy breathe again.

"You're okay now," Theresa said gently, helping her sit upright.

"Pea... peanuts..." Beatrice rasped.

The door opened, and two paramedics entered. They got to work quickly with Theresa briefing them in medical terms Ivy didn't understand..

Aria joined Ivy, her face damp with sweat but the relief was there in her eyes. "That was insane."

"It was," Ivy admitted.

"We should go with them," Aria suggested. "I really want to know more about her involvement with Rosie."

"I totally agree," Ivy said.

They informed Theresa, and she agreed. Along with Ivy and Theresa's security, they followed the ambulance.

Panic still hung in the air as the journey began, but Ivy forced herself to stay calm.

She needed Beatrice to be fully okay, but part of her mind kept drifting to the foreign news she had just learned.

When they got to the hospital, the doctors attended to Beatrice immediately, and with Theresa's help, she was soon assigned a room.

They all waited quietly in the corridor until Theresa broke the silence. "I'm disgusted."

Ivy sighed. She knew exactly what Theresa meant.

"It's going to be so hard defending you."

Aria said nothing. She just sat down on the bench outside the room.

Theresa paced the hallway, her forehead creased with frustration. "It's disturbing and I can't believe you. I really don't know what to do if this gets out,

and Dad is... still unconscious."

The statement made Ivy's stomach knotted, but she hid it.

No way.

She didn't want to believe she had married into a typical wealthy family, ones who

to cover

a threesome? It was an image

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her phone rang, providing the perfect

said, stepping

line and she

are you?" Cole's voice was

you?" she asked, guilt rippling through her. "Sorry I still haven't come to see

just wanted you to know I've

happiness from the abyss

you," he said. "But with everything that happened... about Geo, I still think it's a good thing if you

"Shoot!"

"What?"

sighed. "I just

about Aaliyah's photoshoot, and

Cole asked gently. "I know

the bridge of her nose. "I can do it, but I don't know

understand perfectly," Cole said, still cheerful. "I'm just glad you

Theresa and Aria, who were now arguing. "Just so you know, your father is in

girl."

back to the call. "What?" Then she remembered

"That's awful. How could he

the fact that he's an awful parent, and

emotion in his

sorry,

had happened. Then, unexpectedly, peace washed over her, and it felt great. "It's okay, Cole. This is a new

Vee Vee. I

fluttered. "I love you too,

she laughed. "I'll call you later. Hope to

promised. "Bye," she said before ending

before walking back to

she asked,

"We're waiting

replied, suddenly uneasy. And it wasn't just because she had to see Beatrice. She widened her fake smile. "Let's

okay?" Theresa asked, her tone laced with

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guilt hit ivy, but she hid it. "Yes,

before nodding. "Alright." She led the way,

sat upright on the hospital bed. She lifted her head slowly, and her eyes narrowed.

ungrateful bitch,” Aria snapped, folding her

you didn't throw peanut tarts on my face!"

were chocolate tarts, and I didn't ask you to eat

Theresa barked. "Both of you! We're not here

my ten million?" Beatrice asked, her eyes gleaming

tlement.

em

eyes, repulsed by the greed in

"Nobody

in jail right now," Aria

I haven't sued your ass yet,"

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