A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 200

Chapter 200

Ivy's eyes widened, struggling to process the news.

Theresa sniffled. "I know right," she chuckled dryly. "What rotten luck."

Ivy didn't even know what to say. "I..."

"Don't worry. Let the news sink in," Theresa said, adjusting herself. She tied her hair neatly and wiped her face. "That's why I was so mad at that reporter. She kept poking me, asking me questions about the accident, about Wilson. I just couldn't."

She rubbed Theresa's back, allowing the shock to thaw slowly. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Theresa said softly. "I'm glad I'm here now."

Ivy gave her a faint smile, her heart still pounding. She hadn't expected this. She knew how much Theresa wanted the baby, but knowing it was Wills' was just... not it.

But now, it made sense. It explained why Theresa had lashed out at the reporter.

"How's it out there?" Theresa asked, pulling Ivy from her thoughts. "Are they still trying to have my head?"

"It's crazy," Ivy admitted. "There are tons of them. It took a while to get in." Theresa groaned. "I bet they're having a field day, lying about me hitting her."

Ivy chuckled mirthlessly. "The fact that the video didn't even show her harassing you before you pushed her is crazy."

"Being a Stone means growing thick skin," Theresa said with a shrug. "Public crucifixion isn't new."

Ivy's mind drifted to her discomfort about the Stones and their way of handling things, and she shook it away. Regardless of how rich they were, they were humans-bound to make mistakes, determined to find quick solutions.

Maybe she was just being hard on them.

Theresa took her hand and squeezed them.

Ivy's cheeks warmed. "I'm sorry. I know I should say something to comfort you."

Theresa's grip tightened. "You being here is enough. I'm sorry about earlier."

Her thoughts shifted to Aunt May, and fresh pain pierced her chest. "I didn't think Aunt May could do something like that."

"Not just her, Cheryl too," Theresa said, then stood slowly. "This baby..."

"You don't have to make a decision now," Ivy said, standing too. "The baby is yours too."

Theresa bit her lip, placing a hand on her stomach. "It's just weird. I knew there was a chance it could be his. But do I tell him? Do I meet Rita, bond with her child since my baby and hers are half-siblings?"

"Oh, hell no," Ivy said quickly. "You don't have to. Wills can no longer make decisions for you. You do you."

Theresa nodded slowly and began pacing. Ivy gave her the space, knowing how much Theresa needed time to reflect.

After a moment, Theresa stopped and turned. "How was it?"

Ivy raised a brow. "How was what?"

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"Talking to Cheryl. Seeing the baby."

That caught Ivy off guard. "I don't know," she admitted with a sigh. "Part of me wants to help her. But then I remember everything, and I just want her gone."

It was relieving to say that out loud.

Theresa nodded. "I get the struggle, especially since she used to be your best friend."

"Yeah."

"Would you... be upset if I

stepping closer. "Never. It's your

don't want to. Thank you, Ivy. You're

even to those who don't

compliment nearly brought Ivy to tears. "Thanks for saying

They both laughed.

told Hector yet?"

yet. I wish I could see him, but the

Ivy nodded. "Yeah."

before leaving?

spread in Ivy's chest.

Silas. With Theresa present, Ivy

spent a few hours in the house before leaving in the night. By then, most of the reporters had

Cole's house, she went straight to bed, thinking about everything that had

next morning, Ivy was woken by her phone ringing. With a groggy

she mumbled without checking

was Aaliyah.

she replied with a

"How's the work going?"

moving to the next stage today. I was busy yesterday,"

"I need this, Ivy. Bailey's not here, and she

worry, I'll start today. Everything would be ready soon," she said, trying to sound as

worked, but Aaliyah said, "Alright, I

I'll let you

her phone, she saw

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"Okay. Bye."

call ended, Ivy fell back asleep until late afternoon. She woke up more message from Silas, but didn't

bed and getting dressed, her phone chimed with

it

would like to

about what you went

okay?

to the last message, saying

room.

the hallway,

love," he greeted with

replied. "How're

Slept well?"

She nodded. "You?"

been here since morning.

leaped.

"I... need

lifted her brow.

may not want to hear it, but I need your

Dad's photography

the only

all the chaos. Just

only after

face brightened up. "Absolutely,

She chuckled.

Green? See his process?"

she wanted to start her

"Sure."

nodded and led the way upstairs to