Chapter 65

Carlisle's face darkened immediately. "Ivy, are you saying Wren didn't pick you up?"

Ivy nodded, her teary eyes glistening as she played the part of the wronged fiancée. "Mr. Zachman, please don't blame Wren. He must've had something urgent to take care of. I'm sure that's why he didn't have time to come for me." "Stop making excuses for him!" Carlisle's voice boomed, his expression growing stormy. "This is getting out of hand. He's been acting out too much lately."

Without wasting a second, he pulled out his phone and dialed Wren. The call rang for what felt like an eternity before automatically disconnecting.

Carlisle's grip on the phone tightened. He tried again and then a third time, with the same result. His jaw clenched in frustration as he turned his sharp gaze back to Ivy.

"Do you have any idea where he's gone?"

she couldn't seem too eager. "I... I'm not entirely sure, but-" "Speak up!

and went to check on her." Zachman's face tumed a shade darker. "When he can't even prioritize what's important! Always running after that girl!" Clare wasn't someone Carlisle particularly disliked, but he didn't care for the idea of her meddling

w, with Ivy bei

Wren," Ivy implored, her voice soft and forgiving "He probably just didn't want Clara

her off. "I'm going to find out where he is. Even if I have to

Zachman, what if Wren resents me for it? What if

worry about," Carlisle said

he Timeshed speaking, the sound of a car door shutting outside drew their attention. A moment later, Katrina walled into the house, her heels clicking gainst the tile. She looked around and immediately sensed the tension in the room. Carlisle

him as she crossed the foyer, her expression as distant as ever. She walked

right there!" Carlisle bared, his

and turned to face him, her

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