In forty five minutes as planned, Liam shows Ivy his phone, a smile on his face.He's on Tiara's page."What am I supposed to see here?" She asks, seeing nothing interesting on the page. She looks up at him curiously."That's it exactly. What you're supposed to see there is not there anymore, because of..." He scrolls down right into the CR Group's own post.She reads the whole thing, enamored, and then the video right underneath it.Their whole encounter at the restaurant. From the time the tiny camera was set to the time when Ivy left the room.Ivy reads it all with wide eyes. "She posted this?""Nope, well, yes, but an edited version. She removed all her own words and made you seem like a rude bitch who only cares about herself and still pours water on her as well.""That seemed oddly specific.""Do you know what's more? I don't think you have seen your account this morning. Ashton opened an Insta account and posted you. Do you even know what his handle is?"Genuinely interested in

"This is my first and last warning to you. Watch yourself and watch your back. You've stabbed her back once but I won't let it happen again, physically or otherwise."Richard quickly intervenes and drags Arielle away from their front. "You can go now. Thanks for bailing me out.""I want my money back later." Ashton suddenly says, looking straight at Richard who forces himself to nod.Ashton removes Ivy's hand from his forearm and puts her warm palms in his. "Let's go dear." He smiles at her, his smile wide and taunting.Inside, she's a mess with laughter but she holds it in until they get to the car and drive away.Watching the red SUV drive away, Arielle seethes. "I get that he's a fine man who's rich and all that, who is he to talk to me like that?"Richard tuts. "I don't think you know the kind of person my brother really is. He keeps his friends close and his enemies closer as those wise words says."Arielle chuckles. "I would never have thought you're that smart. I have to say, h

Ashton feels the warm liquid drop on his neck and he leans in to her, letting her hug him from behind comfortably.'I made a right choice. Late, yes but right? Completely.' He thinks in his head.He clutches her hand and squeezes it two times. "I promise to not betray you as well, ever."She soon let's go of him and returns to her own chair, trying to wipe her eyes without looking like she is doing so.Ashton passes her a paper towel and she smiles and takes it.He looks outside and sighs fakely. "Oh, it looks like time has really flown by. How about I drop you off tomorrow morning? If you don't mind staying over?"She coughs slightly and drinks a glass of water. "Yeah, I'll stay... Uhm... In my room. Yeah, I can stay over in my room."He notes her nervousness and raises his hands in surrender. "I promise to be a gentleman tonight."Tonight.And tonight alone.She nods, completely overlooking the underlying trouble that the whole statement brings with it."Fine then. I don't want to p

Ivy walks to the glass table in the room and gently drops the bento box in her hands.Very calmly and showing no expression whatsoever, she strides to where Arielle stands and slaps her.Arielle, shocked by the impact. "What..." She starts.Another slap.Her hands fly to her face, hoping to block her from hitting her again."Stop." Arielle shrieksIvy raises her hand and slaps her on her exposed cheek. "Is this enough yet for you to come your senses?"Arielle gasps. "You witch."Ivy slaps her again, the sounds of the slaps making mighty resonstuons.Ashton just reclines on his swivel chair, watching Ivy deal with Arielle."Is that enough yet?" Ivy asks again, her eyes bearing murderous intent.Arielle is too much in a daze and in pain to respond to her question. Arielle bends down to retrieve her leather coat but Ivy steps on it."No." Ivy picks up the coat, opens the window on the fifteenth floor and throws the coat downstairs, fifteen floors down into the road."No!" Arielle scream

Ivy rests her head on her car's wheel.A feeling of fear and doubt clouding her reasoning.She had been on top of the world when Richard proposed to her, so happy and had felt it was right and felt completely and utterly fulfilled.Now, she's going it again. She feels fine with Ashton, like she's getting the cream of the crop, like he's very right for her and that she'll feel fulfilled but the same feelings are the same ones she felt when she was getting married to Richard as well.It's like deja vu to an extent.She sighs, again and again, wondering to do.Should she call off the wedding?Should she just run away and come back when the scandal would have been forgotten?Should she...Her train of thoughts is interrupted by a knock on her car's glass.Startled, she looks up, right into Ashton's eyes."What..." She starts as she wounds down the window of the car. "What are you doing here? You should be in your office.""I can't concentrate anyway. Wanna go out and grab a cup of tea wit