Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

The butler spoke respectfully, showing no contempt for Ivy despite her betrayal of Kyle. From start to finish, his tone remained neutral, merely stating facts. He had handled similar situations before-women who, feeling hopeless about Kyle, turned to other men while stubbornly clinging to the comfort of Kyle's villa.

Kyle was a tolerant man, but his tolerance did not extend to supporting another man on his dime.

It was only then that Ivy remembered the butler had warned her before. At the time, her mind had been too unsettled to pay attention. She now realized Kyle wasn't oblivious-he just chose not to address it.

"Alright, I understand," she said.

The butler glanced at his watch. "Miss Montgomery, you have one hour to pack your things."

"Thank you." Though reluctant, Ivy knew there was no way around it. Kyle's words were final, and all she could do was obey.

"No need to thank me. This is simply my duty," the butler replied with a slight smile before turning to leave. Over the years, he had seen too many women come and go.

Ivy headed to her room, only to be met with a barrage of mocking remarks from the other women hovering around the villa.

"Well, well, I heard you've found yourself a man outside?"

"Tsk, tsk. I thought Mr. Raymond bringing you along meant you were different, but it turns out you're just like the others in his eyes."

"Exactly! You had such a good life here, and you still couldn't cherish it. Do you really think those men outside are better than Mr. Raymond?"

Their words reminded Ivy of women in the back court of an ancient palace, fighting and scheming against one another. If one of them gained favor, the rest would tear her down out of jealousy.

have been upset by their taunts. But now, her thoughts were consumed by Mio Walsh. He was

word, Ivy packed her belongings and left. When she turned back to look at the villa one last time, her emotions

Kyle only to save Genevieve, then choosing to stay willingly, and now leaving in such

If she hadn't met Mio Walsh, Ivy

But now, with Mio in her life,

she dared not touch anything that belonged to the Raymond family. Ivy returned to the

better than she had when she was first released. When Ivy walked through the

where have you been these past few days?" Genevieve asked anxiously. Losing so much in life had made her fearful, clinging tightly to the little she had left. A simple, peaceful life was all

trip abroad. Don't worry,

her mind clouded with doubt. "Ivy, I was sentenced to several years in prison. Who exactly did you turn to for help to get me

is that you're out now," Ivy replied, avoiding the truth. She didn't want

And if they were so capable, why did it

eagerly waiting for you! Genevieve was sharp. She knew her daughter well.

later on. Look, I'm fine now, aren't I? I didn't suffer any losses-it was

Ivy closely. Her daughter looked healthy and well-rested, but Genevieve couldn't shake the feeling that

hug. "Ivy, you and Zachary are all I have left now. You both need

asked. Since coming home, she hadn't seen him. She

day, but he never tells me where he's going," Genevieve said, her

day?" Ivy's expression darkened.

I've tried asking him, but he never answers,"

frail, both physically and emotionally. The once radiant woman was

Mom," Ivy reassured her. She hadn't been

called him, the background noise was chaotic. "Where are you?"