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."

sighed. "Sad,

baby,” she murmured, settling

arm around her. "It's okay. I

She came earlier." Then he told her

he spoke, Ivy's emotions shifted from

before finally settling into quiet

crazy,” she said, kissing

lips lingered on hers. "Thanks,

deepened the kiss, her tongue brushing his, offering

against her lips, pressing his

fluttered as her hand brushed over his arousal. Silas cupped her butt, lifting her to his thighs. She grinded lightly against him, her

winced, hissing

I'm sorry, baby!" she said,

he murmured.

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

adjusted on the bed with a soft grunt. "It's fine. Maybe we

to

butt again. "Yes,"

relaxing to his lips. She could feel the tension leaving his body, and she

stood and gave him a mischievous look. "I've

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

down on her knees.

He gasped.

way his eyes glinted with desire, it

to her

she slowly unbuckled his belt,

breathing changed, and it gave her the courage

making her

pulled him

she lowered her mouth

as he held onto her like his life

his secretion. She moved

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

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

"Why not? This is how we deliver

Uncle Mike. But he's not here, and I don't

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

"You can't-"

cutting him

the bags suspiciously, unsure

the part of the club business he had no experience with. He had never watched Uncle

let out a long sigh. Maybe if he ignored it, he wouldn't

walked

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

let it lead

The faint scent of chemicals

Thomas wasn't fooled, he knew if he opened one can, he would probably see another layer of packaging, maybe two,

seen enough. Just as he was placing the can back into the bag, the door burst open

her eyes blazing with anger. Chen followed behind her, his face wrinkled with

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

Fear raced inside him as he zipped it fast and

to ease out his nerves then turned to Chen.

Chen

they were alone, Ivy folded her arms. "Since when

cats?"

jumped, but he masked it. "None of your business," he said sharply. "Why are

lips curling. "Why did

sat down. "Is that why

"You're not that important, hope you

not important, yet

anger flared, and she slammed her fist on

had done too much

him."