Chapter 63

Chapter 63

Ivy stormed up the stairs, not waiting for Shirley to catch up. The tension in her stride was unmistakable.

Shirley was startled by Ivy's sudden outburst, quickly following her into the bedroom, Once the door shut, Ivy couldn't hold back her anger and fear any longer. Mom! Wren didn't come to Havenbrook to get me!" Ivy's voice trembled with rage. "I've been calling him for days, and he hasn't picked up once,

*I went to his office to find out where he was, but his secretary gave me nothing but excuses, Something's not right!"

She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as jealousy and panic twisted her face. "He's gone to find Clara, hasn't

Shirley frowned, trying to process her daughter's accusations. "That doesn't make any sense," she said, her tone skeptical. "Clara moved out, didn't she? Why would Wren go looking for him?"

by's frustration boiled over. "Because he cares about hier!" she snapped.

H

When things got dangerous, he chose to save you, not her. And now, your engagement tomorrow, why on earth would he throw all that

Ivy about to many into the Zachman family and her own position in their social circle solidified,

always seemed to choose Ivy Why would it be

obsessed with

you're not overthinking this? Ivy shot her a withening glare. "Mom, have you

discharged from the hospital. She wanted to meet him, but 1 intercepted the message and stopped

unraveling "But then she left Phoypolls. And

No competition, no drama, Wren's yours, and with Mr. Zachman on your side, he wouldn't dare go against

"He left me to go look

the engagement?"

hard to let this engagement tall apart now. "Ivy," Shirley said, her tone sharp, "you need to calm down. You're letting your emotions get the better of you." She stepped closer, gripping Ivy's shoulders

to respect you, to call you

Clare of

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