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, Down.

murmured,

arm around her. "It's okay.

She came earlier."

Ivy's emotions

finally settling

kissing softly. "I'm s sorry,

on hers.

the kiss, her tongue brushing his, offering

so good," he whispered against

as her hand brushed over his arousal. Silas cupped her butt, lifting her to his

he winced,

she said, pulling

he

in again, but when he cried out, she jumped away, guilt swirling inside her. "I didn't know...

a soft grunt. "It's fine. Maybe we could just lie

drifting to the

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

to his lips. She could feel the tension

gave him a mischievous look. "I've

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

her knees. Her fingers danced teasingly

He gasped.

his eagerness, the way his eyes glinted with

to her

his, she slowly unbuckled his

breathing changed, and it gave her the courage to

desires, making her even

she pulled him free. Silas's forehead

she lowered her mouth onto

small, helpless as he held onto her like

his dick with her tongue, tasting his secretion.

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

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realization hit. He knew what was in

his head. "Why not? This

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

my problem." Then he turned to the door. "I'll be back for payment. Good day," he

"You can't-"

door slammed shut, cutting him off. Thomas's jaw

bags suspiciously, unsure what to

experience with. He had never watched Uncle Mike handle this; he had always been nonchalantly about

sigh. Maybe if he

if someone walked

through him, and he quickly

let it

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

wasn't fooled, he knew if he opened one can, he would probably see another layer of packaging, maybe two, but underneath that would be a pouch of

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

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

talk," she said, moving closer, her tone matching her expression. "She just barged in, sir," Chen said, his voice wobbling. "I'm sorry." Thomas ignored

raced inside him as he zipped it

throat to ease out his nerves then turned to Chen. "Thank you, Chen. I'll take it

again, sir," Chen said

were alone, Ivy folded her

cats?"

he masked it. "None of your business,"

lips

down. "Is that why you're

widened. "You're not that

"I'm not important, yet here you

anger flared, and she slammed her fist on his table.

That man had done too much for you

him."