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Chapter 169: Unplanned

Inside the car, Ruby leaned back against the seat, finally allowing herself to exhale. Stefan took her hand again and brought it to his lips, kissing her knuckles softly.

"You okay?"

She nodded. "I am now."

Rayna twisted around from the passenger seat, grinning. "Honestly, that was kind of exhilarating."

Ethan chuckled, sliding in beside her. "Only you would enjoy a media ambush."

"Hey, we made it out alive, didn’t we?" she winked.

As the car pulled away from the chaos, the bright lights fading into the distance behind them, Ruby rested her head on Stefan’s shoulder, her fingers still entwined in his.

It was finally over.

Or so they thought.

While they were happy with what had happened, Regina Quinn on the other hand slammed her palm against the armrest of her velvet couch in anger, the remote control flying to the ground with a loud crack as her television screen went black.

"Stupid! Idiot!" she shouted, pacing her opulent living room in furious strides, her fluffy slippers barely making any sound across the marble floor. "What the hell was she thinking?"

The Livestream had ended, but the damage was irreversible. Ivy’s face, twisted in rage and hate, had been seen by millions. Her threats, her confession—all of it was out there. The Quinn name was splattered across social media, tangled in yet another public scandal.

Barely a month ago, she’d had to convince everyone Ivy had no hand in what happened to Eliana, yet here Ivy was, causing another problem.

Regina growled as she yanked her phone from her side table and dialed Ivy’s number.

It rang once, twice but there was no answer.

"Pick up the damn phone, Ivy!" she barked, redialing with trembling fingers. Her heart pounded with a mix of fury and dread. "You little fool—what have you done?"

Still no answer.

Regina flung the phone onto the couch and ran both hands through her styled black curls, glaring at the large framed portrait of the Quinn family hanging above the fireplace.

Her gaze locked on Ivy’s face in the painting—composed, proud, and elegant. A face that now, thanks to her daughter’s recklessness, had become a laughingstock.

that in public? What had been going through her

the only thing she knew

front door slamming

stormed into the living room like a whirlwind, her wavy hair disheveled, makeup smeared, eyes wild. Her heels clicked unevenly, one strap broken from the

to the floor, "that

nostrils flared. "What did you just say? Unplanned? Did I just hear you say

dropped into the nearest chair, exhaling sharply. "You saw it. Everyone did. No point pretending it didn’t happen but like I said,

"Do you have any idea what you’ve done? You didn’t just embarrass yourself—you humiliated this family! The Quinn name! I should disown you this

her hand as if swatting away a fly. "Like your precious name hasn’t been dragged through worse. A couple of dramatic lines on camera, and everyone’s suddenly acting like I killed

situation wasn’t humiliating enough, her mom was here making it all

Regina growled. "If I hadn’t worked so hard covering for your messes in

lips curled into a bitter smile. "Maybe

heaved. "Don’t you dare play victim. Not when you’ve wrecked everything we’ve built. Now tell me. What’s the plan? How do we clean this up? Since you had the nerves

the edge of the chair, the humiliation she experienced a few hours ago fueling

"I want her dead."

she asked,

"Ruby, of course!"

asked in disbelief. The look on Ivy’s face told her Ivy wasn’t joking. No matter how much she didn’t like Ruby, she was still her child and there was no way she’d stay back and watch

killed her when I had the chance," Ivy spat, voice trembling with venom. "For the humiliation I endured today, for the way Stefan looked at her—even in front of me—she must die. And when she does, he’ll feel it. He’ll feel the heartbreak of losing someone he loves. That’s how I win. Killing Ruby and putting Stefan in misersy. Since he loves her

silence as Regina wrecked her brain for what

head slowly. "No. That’s reckless. You can’t

Ivy asked

threatening her on a livestream, Ivy. If Ruby ends up dead, you’ll be the first person they suspect. And I’m not spending a dime trying to clean up that mess. I couldn’t even clean

hand on the

her voice dropping to

"Make her forget."

Ivy frowned. "What?"

even recognize him. Not

calculating. "Memory loss... That’s

be. You don’t have to do it yourself. Just set it up." Regina leaned in. "I’ll handle the

We do it your way but I’ll handle everything. I really want to

her a satisfied nod. "Whatever, as long as you’re not killing her. Now, there’s

arched an eyebrow.