Chapter 90

Ivy stood frozen, her carefully constructed composure cracking as Martha's words continued to slice through the air.

"Just what kind of misunderstanding do you have about me, Grandma? Why would you humiliate me and my mother the very first time we met?" Ivy's voice trembled, her tone equal parts dignified and wounded. "I know we don't come from a wealthy family like the Zachmans, but we still have our dignity. If I've done something to offend you, I'd rather you say it outright than insult us like this."

Her performance was flawless. The glistening eyes, the shaky but composed stance-anyone who didn't know her supposed vulnerability would have moved her.

Unfortunately for Ivy, Martha wasn't so easily fooled. Decades ago, she had seen Shirley's true colors. There was no way Ivy's theatrics would win her over now.

"A sharp tongue doesn't make up for filthy intentions," Martha retorted, her icy glare practically dissecting Ivy. "If you think you can manipulate my grandson into marrying best, you're more debesional them thought."

volded Martha's gaze entively, her guilt all too obvious.

Carlisle, however, couldn't hold his tongue any longer. Seeing by on the verge of tears stirred his protective instincts. He stepped forward, placing himself "That's enough, a

und, his voice tim but pleading "This is ridiculous. It's been over two decades. Are you still holding on to o

sold grudges? t kept my demanded

I've everted to

to do since then is protect them. That's why I introduced Wren to [vy. T They're good together, and

Do you have any idea what kind of damage you're doing to the family name by creating this spectacle? People will talk, and Iprivate matters out into the open."

Are you telling

own mother? Very well.

respond but her next words

voice cutting though the room with the weight of finality. "As long as I'm alive, these two will never set foot in sly. It wou think you can force this manage through, Culisle, you'll have

tone steady and unapologetic. "The engagement

duves not recognize bet"

Ivy's dreams of a perfect

of influential families and high-profile connections, suddenly felt suffocating. These were the o hard to impterus and integrate

a real manage to Wien-she would forever carry the stigma of this moment. whvory plate swept across Shirley and Ivy one last time before she tumed to

his pride. There

role of host there, not now.

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in celebration, the expressions onstage were anything but festive. Aside from

already settled, and

no arguing with Matt, Swallowing his anger, he forced himself

of Martha's presence kitfocating

ber sharp eyes landed on

private lounge. Once inside,

voice was stem, her piercing gare

already know the answer, Mom. I've had no say

you blaming me

pity she despised Shirley, but she also couldn't ignore chad ecoded Katrina's

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