The Kiss that Sparked it All

Chapter 1937

Mr. and Mrs. Dunhill were the kind of parents that made local gossip rags seem like they were reporting mundane everyday life. It was unheard of, unfathomable even, that their daughter hadn’t received an ounce of parental affection despite both parents being alive and well. Instead, she was exploited as a sacrificial offering for her elder sister’s benefit-a tale both pitiful and tragic.

“Do you really think handing over that three million today will make them keep their word and leave you alone? Based on your description of them, it seems that once they discover they can extract money from you, they’ll only tighten their grip on you in the future.”

Balfour’s cautionary words froze Ivy in her tracks. She had hoped that this hefty sum would close the chapter on her dealings with the Dunhills, but Balfour knew the family’s character all too well. The scenario he painted was all too plausible.

The Dunhills were insatiable in their greed. Once they got a whiff of money coming from Ivy, they’d surely tighten their grip, seeing her as nothing more than a cash cow!

“I’ve got to run. Quinton will be in touch,” Balfour said before abruptly ending the call.

Ivy was left somewhat bewildered.

What did that mean?

Was Balfour in or out?

with a call from

legal team has drafted an agreement, and I’m sending the digital copy to you. It’s your call whether to have the Dunhills sign it.

meticulously, Ivy was taken aback. “Uh… sure, I’ll send it right over.”

hanging up, Ivy’s email pinged with the digital agreement from

Ivy would no longer have any association with the Dunhill family, freeing her from any daughterly duties, and the Dunhill family would no longer be allowed to morally coerce

agreement in hand, Ivy wouldn’t be shackled by their demands

anymore.

Ivy tossed her bank card on the table before her parents, declaring, “There! Three million is in this account.

at the bank card, skepticism written all over her face. She didn’t believe for

back into her purse. “If you don’t trust me,

Ivy, hold

of losing out on the money, grew anxious and reached out to stop her. “We’re just asking,

a potential windfall slip through

between them. “And