The Kiss that Sparked it All

Chapter 1934

No sooner had Ivy stepped out of the hotel than her phone buzzed in her pocket, and Clara’s voice, filled with fury, crackled through the line as she answered the call.

“Ivy, what on earth did you do last night? Why is Vincent giving me the cold shoulder now? He won’t even answer my calls!” Clara’s accusation was sharp, as if Ivy had committed some unforgivable sin against her.

Ivy, recalling the previous evening’s debacle, felt a chill settle in her gaze. “Do you really want to know?”

“Of course, I do! Why else would I be calling you?” Clara snapped back, her tone aggressive and demanding.

Balling her hand into a tight fist, Ivy replied with a steely resolve, “Fine. If you’re so desperate to know, I’ll tell you myself. I’m on my way home now!”

Before Clara could utter another word, Ivy ended the call.

cab and headed straight for the Dunhills’ residence.

stinging slap across her face. “Ivy, what did you do? Why is Vincent ignoring me? Are you only happy when you

retorted with a slap of her own, “What right do you have to hit me, Clara? I owe you

nothing!”

you hit me?” Clara’s face

years, it had always been Clara who tormented her, never once had Ivy fought

longer the pushover you can bully! Get out of my way!” Ivy shoved

I told you to

ask me that?” Ivy sneered as she slumped onto the couch, her eyes icy and detached. “You lured me into Vincent’s private room. What did you

as she glared at Ivy. “Dad, not only did Ivy make Vincent cut me off, but she also hit