The Kiss that Sparked it All

Chapter 1929

Stepping just outside the private room, Balfour flicked his lighter and lit up a cigarette. The hazy smoke swirled around him, and for a moment, Ivy’s face seemed to appear before his eyes.

Balfour chuckled at himself mockingly. Was he actually starting to see things just because of what Zephyr had said earlier?

Halfway through his cigarette, he turned around, intending to get some fresh air by the window when something felt off. He looked back.

This time, without the smoke blurring his vision, he could see clearly. It was indeed Ivy!

The door to the opposite room was ajar. Through the crack, he could see Ivy holding a wine glass, toasting an older man. They were standing very close to each other, and from Balfour’s angle, their gestures seemed overly intimate.

Ivy?

Ha! She was just a woman who would do anything for money. He had obviously thought too highly of her before. Balfour snorted, squinting as he pulled out his phone and dialed Ivy’s number.

When the phone rang, Ivy was in the middle of a toast. Seeing Balfour’s call, she set down her glass and muttered an excuse before moving aside to answer, “Hello, Mr. Howard.”

“Where are you?”

shame, not wanting Balfour to know about the messy

dinner with a friend.

voice was tinged with a deep skepticism.

I’ll be a bit

crushing the cigarette beneath his foot and

puzzled by the timing of

think it over. She turned back

seem like he would let her leave

glasses with him and

up; it looked like they really weren’t

watched her finish her drink with particular satisfaction, then reached out to grab her hand. “Ivy,

hand and stepped back, visibly uncomfortable.

no intention of backing off. “Come on, Ivy, don’t be so uptight! Let me give you a hug. You look so skinny; you must be light as a feather?”