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?

her phone buzzed with a call from

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

had arranged everything so meticulously, Ivy was

with

three million, 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

in hand, Ivy wouldn’t

anymore.

details to Quinton, she waited for his confirmation before heading to the living room. Ivy tossed her bank card on the table before her parents, declaring, “There! Three million is in this account. Sign

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

back into her purse. “If you don’t

hey, Ivy, hold

anxious and reached out to stop her. “We’re just asking, Ivy. But you’ve

in Tessa’s eyes; she wouldn’t let a potential windfall slip through

them. “And how would you like me