A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 213

By the time Ivy got home, all of her anger had melted into exhaustion. The faint smell of dung still clung to her clothes as she stepped inside.

"Hey, Ivy, I found a great idea!" Theresa exclaimed the moment Ivy walked through the door.

"What's that?" Ivy asked, trying not to let her fatigue show.

If Theresa noticed, she didn't acknowledge it, she just continued speaking. "I thought of the perfect rebound for me. I could organize a seminar on stress or anger at your company. We could collaborate."

Ivy blinked, confused. "I don't understand."

Theresa stepped closer, excitement shimmering in her eyes. "We can work together. I'll host the seminar at your office. We can start tomorrow, what do you think?"

Ivy's thoughts drifted to the mess caused by Rosie, and the awful scent hit her again. "My company is unavailable at the moment." Then she told Theresa about

the dung.

"Oh my goodness!" Theresa exclaimed, her eyes wide with concern. "Are you okay?"

"Yes," Ivy nodded. "A little," she admitted.

"I'm sorry," Theresa said gently, biting her lip. "I... already made announcements about it being tomorrow..."

Ivy scratched her temper, trying her hardest not to show her discomfort. "Oh."

Theresa reached out for her hand. "I'm sorry, but it's fine I can think of something else."

Despite the smile on Theresa's face, Ivy could see the disappointment in her eyes.

"We'll figure something out," Ivy said quickly. Then an idea hit her. "Wait, I've got i

it!"

Theresa's brow furrowed. "What is it?"

"My brother wants to do a photoshoot to promote the restaurant. You could hosty

seminar there,

Theresa tilted her head and paused. "Not bad," she said after a moment. "I think that could work."

"Great," Ivy said. "I'll call Cole. What time tomorrow?"

"Ten is fine," Theresa replied just as her phone started ringing.

"Alright then," Ivy said, excusing herself.

I'll t

take pictures. What do you think?"

She headed upstairs, her stomach tightening at the thought of Silas, and then her conversation with Thomas. Pulling out her phone, she texted Cole about the new arrangement just as she reached her room.

"Baby," she called softly, pushing the door open.

"Yes, love," Silas replied in a low voice.

He was still seated on the bed, the bandages ugly and long on his arms. Ivy's anger fluttered in her chest, but she pushed it down and perched at the edge of the bed.

"How are you feeling?" she asked, leaning over to kiss him.

"Physically or emotionally?"

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Her anger dissolved into tenderness. "Both."

"Sad,

baby,” she murmured,

her. "It's okay. I called

earlier." Then he

he spoke, Ivy's

before finally settling

kissing

lips lingered on hers.

brushing his, offering comfort

good," he whispered against

his arousal. Silas cupped her butt, lifting her to his

he winced, hissing in

sorry, baby!" she said, pulling

okay," he

but when he cried out, she jumped away,

bed with a soft grunt. "It's

chuckled, her eyes drifting to the arousal. "Are

out for her butt again. "Yes," he murmured, trailing kisses

could feel the tension leaving his body, and she

stood and gave him a mischievous look. "I've got just the thing fory

Silas's eyes widened. "Okay..."

again as she got down on her knees.

He gasped.

his eagerness, the way his

to her

on his, she slowly unbuckled his belt, her eyes

gave her the

making

pulled him free.

her hair as she lowered her mouth onto

helpless as he held onto her

tongue, tasting his secretion. She moved

"Ivy... you... ah-"

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as the realization hit. He knew what was in those bags without looking.

not?

said slowly, carefully. "To Uncle Mike. But he's not here, and I don't know how

to the door. "I'll be back for payment. Good day," he added and

"You can't-"

cutting him off. Thomas's jaw

bags suspiciously, unsure

club business he had no experience with. He had never watched

long sigh. Maybe if he ignored

what if someone walked in? Or

thought sent a jolt of fear through him, and he quickly reached it. But then he

he let it lead

one bag and slowly opened it. The faint scent of chemicals

unopened. But Thomas wasn't fooled, he knew if he opened one can, he would probably see another

head, deciding he had seen enough. Just as he was placing the can back

rushed in, her eyes blazing with anger. Chen followed behind her,

"She just barged in, sir," Chen said, his voice wobbling. "I'm sorry."

him as he zipped it fast

his throat to ease out his nerves then turned

Chen said with bow

they were alone, Ivy folded her arms. "Since

cats?"

"None of

hand, her lips curling. "Why did you

sat down. "Is that why you're

not

important,

and she slammed her fist

reason to hurt others! That man had done too much

him."