A Contract With Mr Stranger

CHAPTER 2 ( 5 years later ) Ivy sat in her office, her glass window overlooked the city giving her a breathtaking view. She had successfully built and managed her own company over the years, after battling Ethan for months in court she eventually parted with more than half of his properties due to his infidelity. Her company was one of the most sort after company in the country. She was recently named the second most successful Female CEO and was featured on popular magazines. She sat on her seat reviewing the documents the MD had brought earlier when her phone suddenly buzzed. She grabbed it and checked the caller ID, it was Emily. Ivy smiled widely as she picked the call. " Babe, what's up?.........oh....... You're in my house? alright alright I'm coming " She ended the call and grabbed her bag making her way out of her office. She made a quick stop at her secretary's desk and gave her instructions before heading to her car. Her driver was already on stand by and they le

CHAPTER 4 Ivy sat in her car for minutes catching her breath, what the heck just happened?. Did Wilson just propose to her out of the blue? She reached for her phone, she wanted to call Emily badly but she decided against it. She let out loud sigh as she gestured to her driver, he started the engine and they drove out of the premises. ( 2 days later ) Ivy sat on her couch in her living room , deep in thought. Wilson's words kept reminiscing in her head. She sighed out of frustration as her phone buzzed, she checked the caller ID, it was Mary her personal assistant. " Good day Mary " She said " Good morning ma'am, have you checked the Stats? " " No, what is it? " she inquired anxiously. " Ma'am ,you've been dropped to number 3 on the chart" " What?! how?....when? what happened? " She asked, as her heart slammed painfully against her chest. " It's Irene Ma'am, the investor just invested in her company and now she's number 1 on the chart " she said. Ivy and Irene had

CHAPTER 6 As Ivy stepped into the grand mansion, the atmosphere buzzed with laughter and the clinking of glasses. She felt the weight of every gaze as couples mingled, their hands intertwined, their smiles bright. A knot formed in her stomach; she had come alone, fully aware of the unspoken theme of the evening. Irene, she was responsible for this. Her eyes darted across the room, her heart beating wildly in her chest. Then she spotted Irene, her biggest rival. Irene stepped into the room wearing a stunning, form-fitting red dress that hugged her curves perfectly, accentuating her figure. She paired it with strappy black heels that added height and elegance to her look. Her hair was styled in loose, glamorous waves that cascaded over her shoulders, and her makeup was flawlessly done, with smoky eyes and a bold red lip that matched her dress. A delicate silver necklace adorned her neck, catching the light as she moved, completing her striking appearance. Irene looked good and sh