When the production team saw that their film was hyped up because of the photo posted, they announced a press release for the film 'Wedding Catastrophe'.As Ivy saw the announcement on their website, she immediately knew she was replaced. But she couldn't quite figure out why the director went back on his word after telling her she got the role. She was very certain they were impressed by her acting. Brushing it off, she refused to feel dejected; there were other opportunities out there, she just had to find them. After the announcement, they released the poster for the film, and her eyes caught someone she recognized in the poster. She turned speechless as she saw who many would assume was her among the cast. She zoomed in to get a better look at the so-called Ivy, the dimples were seen on her cheek and those eyes......"Who is this imposter!" She couldn't help it; she had to exclaim. It was too surprising to remain silent looking at her replica; even their hair color was the same.
Do you have any idea who this is?" Susan inquired taking a sip of her coffee. "Forget who is behind that mask, let's get down to business. I want you back as my manager." Susan was all smiles, her grin made Ivy smile in response. She did miss the old days when Ivy told her she was quitting her career. Susan tried persuading her, but she insisted. She didn't tell her the reasons though; she just told her she can't continue anymore, and they parted ways. If she had told her it was because of a man, she knew exactly what Susan would say... 'Men are deceptive.' Susan too got her own share of heartbreak and betrayal. "I would love to be your manager again only when you promise me you will not take a hiatus without prior warning or reasons." Ivy smiled, "I promise." "Are you really married to Zack Anderson?" Susan was holding in her excitement. "That's old news," Ivy casually said. "OMG, how did it happen? I mean, I thought he was gay. He never spared any woman a glance." "It
The reporters looked at each other incredulously, with one thought flowing through their minds. "Are they identical twins?" "I don't remember her having any twin," said one reporter. "From what I know, she doesn't have a twin." "Why would she appear here and now? Is there a fake identity?" All those inward questions wouldn't be answered until he made a move to interview them personally. About half of the reporters went over to the new arrival, while the other half hurled another question to the other pair. A smile was plastered on their faces as they faced the reporters, so it was hard to tell what was going on in their minds at that moment. Normally in such a situation they expected to see hostilities between them, or angry expressions if they were unaware they had a replica of themselves. But their reaction was off the charts; it seemed there was a secret mind game going on between them. "Is she your twin?" one of the reporters asked the checkered-dressed Ivy Hale, and he
"There's no need for me to fight with an imposter. There are different approaches I can use to solve this, and I picked one." Ivy shrugged. Any irrational decision could backfire, and she knew Irene wouldn't want to be at the shorter end of the stick. "Then I won't get involved, after all, she's your sister." Zack already dealt with his nephew. It was Ivy's turn to resolve the problem she had with her sister. But how Ivy plans on resolving the problem was totally different from what many would expect. Ivy and Susan agreed to meet up at the villa the next day to discuss further plans and how to deal with the current situation at hand. Ivy sent her driver Louis to pick her up at the entrance of the estate. As she arrived, she couldn't stop her eyes from wandering at her appealing surroundings. "The smell of wealth." As she sat comfortably on the sofa, her eyes caught Ivy descending from the stairs wearing a chiffon dress with her hair tied up in a ponytail. At the first glance of
In front of the venue for the audition, Ivy was still seated in her car with Susan, who was scrolling through her phone."The media are still investigating. When they can't find any new stories to satisfy the netizens, they'll start assuming who the real imposter is among the two of you.""I don't think they will be able to do that before Irene makes her move." Ivy was certain of this - Irene won't just sit back and let herself get scolded by netizens when they eventually find out the truth. She wouldn't risk it."How are you so sure she would divert the attention of the media?" Susan asked, and Ivy waved her hand casually. "I'm sure because she is very manipulative."A person who could spend years scheming should be good at handling any issues that arise in the future. Before she came up with a plan to fake her identity, she must have foreseen various results of her actions. She learned that the hard way; only after she was betrayed did she realize Irene bore a grudge against her, an
Irene looked at herself in the mirror and smiled in satisfaction. She shifted her face to the side as she stroked her shoulder-length hair. Kate, seeing this, could only frown. She still couldn't understand the reason why she chose to change her appearance even in the slightest. "Why do you have to cut it?" She received a glare from Irene that made her shush. "Why hasn't Deb arrived? It's past 8 am." She didn't get any replies from Kate and turned around to see her busy on her phone. "KATE!" Kate flinched in response, "What..." "Where is Deb?" "I’m here, sorry I’m late." Debbie said as she carried her makeup box and placed it on the table. Irene shot her a stern warning, and Deb immediately understood she shouldn't dare offend her again. "You can start now, I have an interview." *** "Ivy, you should watch this," Susan said, passing her laptop to Ivy. On the screen, Irene was smiling at the audience. "Hello, everybody, welcome to this week's 'Celebrity show'. I
After asking a few more questions, the media and fans were satisfied. The purpose of the interview was accomplished as they got to know the difference between the two. "It's a pleasure to have you as our guest. If you don't mind, may I call you the 'new Ivy Hale'?" Irene smiled in response. "Okay, she doesn't mind that. I believe we all got our answers today. This is not the Ivy Hale we were expecting to announce a comeback. Instead, it's a new emerging talent that wants to challenge the industry." The host paused, then spoke in a low tone. "She is quite daring." The audience burst into laughter. The host was pleased with the atmosphere of the studio, even if the fans were disappointed that she wasn't their star. They were still glad her true identity was made known. "Today's episode has now come to an end. See you all next week." After speaking, the host stood up, and they hugged before moving to the backstage. The week's 'celebrity show' episode was one of the best they'v
Ivy didn't tell Susan much about the identity of Miss KK. Though she wasn't expecting Kate to be so brave to slander her online,but when she recalled the person who had deep hatred for her, she realized Kate was just an accomplice to Irene's scheme, and on one side, it was also Kate's way of exacting her revenge for making her go bankrupt at the clothing store.For the next few days, anti-fans were still slandering her online with Miss KK, igniting the fire around the gossip. By this time, Ivy was at home studying the script in more detail and getting ready for the press release before filming began. Zack finally returned home from a business trip; he met Ivy facing the mirror revising a script. She didn't notice his presence in the room as she was too immersed in the paper in her hand. Shaking his head, he walked to the bed, scuffing his feet on the ground and placed his suitcase on the bed, yet she still didn't notice him. He crossed his arms and crouched beside her, clearing his th
Susan's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly nodded and signaled to the host that Ivy was ready to continue. Ivy took a deep breath, smoothing out her dress and pasting a bright smile on her face. She was determined to get through this, no matter what.As she walked back onto the stage, the audience applauded again, and Ivy waved, her smile never wavering. The host greeted her warmly and introduced the next segment of the show. Meanwhile, Ivy's eyes scanned the audience, her gaze locking onto her father and aunt, who were still sitting in the front row.Instantly, Ivy's anger and resentment simmered again, but she took a deep breath, determined to keep her cool. She was going to get through this, and she was going to make sure that her father and aunt didn't ruin it for her. They really had guts showing up here; whatever the reason, it didn't seem good.With a newfound sense of determination, Ivy refocused on the show, answering the host's questions with poise and confidence. She
Two days flew by in a whirlwind of preparations for the talk show. Ivy's days were filled with rehearsals, interviews, and wardrobe fittings. Susan was a constant presence, guiding Ivy through the process. Zack, on the other hand, kept a low profile, but Ivy could sense his eyes on her, watching her every move. It was as though he was scrutinizingly waiting for any mishap.As the day of the talk show approached, Ivy's nerves began to fray. She had always been comfortable in the spotlight, but this time felt different. She couldn't shake the feeling that facing an audience was a terrible idea. It wasn't supposed to be the case, but with everything that had happened lately, she needed time to heal. The nightmare and recollection had been haunting her; it worsened, and it was taking a toll on her appearance.Her eyes were always moist from crying late in the night despite her resolve not to shed tears. She couldn't brush off the pain, grief, and guilt that was eating her up.With thought
Zack shot out of bed and made his way to the door. Meanwhile, as Ivy watched him go, she felt a sense of trepidation. Who could be visiting her now?As Zack opened the door, he spoke in a low tone to Xavier. Ivy couldn't quite make out what they were saying, but she could tell that Zack was not happy.After a moment, Zack turned and walked back into the room, his expression grim as he locked eyes with Ivy."It's your manager."*****Meanwhile, Susan had already made herself at home in the living room, sitting on the couch, sipping a glass of water that Xavier had offered her.As Zack entered the room, Susan stood up, a bright smile plastered on her face. "Zack," she said, extending a manicured hand. "It's so good to see you."Zack's expression remained grim, and he ignored Susan's outstretched hand. "What are you doing here, Susan?" he asked bluntly.Susan's smile faltered for a moment, but she quickly recovered. "I came to see Ivy, of course," she said matter-of-factly. "I've been tr
Zack and Ivy exchanged glances, wondering who it could be. But then Ivy began to have a sinking feeling in her stomach. "I can take a rough guess," she said, slumping back on the bed and mouthing, "Judy." Zack's expression hardened, and he quickly got up from the bed and strode out of the room. "Let her in," he instructed Xavier, and Xavier nodded and hastened down the stairs. Zack followed suit. Judy was allowed in shortly meanwhile Zack had already taken a seat in the living room, his expression twisted in annoyance as he locked eyes with her. "What do you want?" he asked, his voice flat, as if bored by her presence. Judy's eyes were soft and gentle, scanning the whole room, expecting to see Ivy, but there was no sign of her. "Where is she?" Judy asked, her voice slightly trembling, her eyes scanning the room again as if hoping to catch a glimpse of Ivy. Zack's expression remained impassive, his arms crossed over his chest. "She's not available to see you right now,"
Zack's arms wrapped tightly around Ivy, holding her close as she sobbed uncontrollably. He knew a storm was raging within her. He had somewhat expected she would feel broken, but this—it was way more than he had anticipated. She wasn't just broken; she was shattered. The pain and anguish that ravaged her face was evident.Zack held her close, trying to absorb some of the pain that seemed to be tearing her apart. The truth behind her emotions seemed to be consuming her.Ivy's sobs slowly began to subside, and she pulled back from Zack, her eyes red and puffy from crying. She looked up at him, and for a moment, their eyes locked in a silent understanding."Ivy," Zack whispered, his voice barely audible. "I'm sorry about your mom. Irene told me everything."Ivy's eyes searched Zack's face for a moment before she wiped her tears. "She did?"Zack nodded and took her hands in his, his eyes locked on hers. "Whatever happened was devastating, and I'm extremely worried about you." He hesitated
Ivy tossed and turned relentlessly in her bed, her eyes fluttering open to a scene that felt all too real. She was standing in her living room, but it wasn't the warm and cozy space she knew. It was cold and tense, with police officers looming over her dad."Mr. Steve, I'm afraid with the evidence we found, we need to take you in for questioning," one of the officers said, his voice firm but polite.Steve's face was pale with shock, his eyes wide with fear. "What evidence?" he demanded, his voice trembling.The officer hesitated, his expression unreadable. "We can't disclose that right now. But we do have enough to arrest you on suspicion of murder."Steve repeated, his voice shaking, "Murder? No... I didn't kill anyone."The officer's expression remained stern. "Steve, please turn around and put your hands behind your back. You're under arrest."Ivy watched in horror as the officers handcuffed her dad and led him away. She tried to scream, but her voice was frozen in her throat.She
Irene stepped into her house, closing the door behind her as if trying to shut out the world. She stood still for a moment, her eyes scanning the familiar surroundings as if seeing them for the first time.Everything around felt hollow. If she knew recollection of the past would cause her this emptiness, she wouldn't have done it. Now she felt like she had traveled back to the past experiences she wanted to shut out for so long."Hey, why are you back so late? It's midnight," Dave sprang up from the couch, but then he noticed the distant look in Irene's eyes. "Irene?"Irene didn't respond. She just walked past him, her feet carrying her on autopilot to the bedroom. Dave's eyes followed her, concern etched on his face."Irene, what's wrong?" he asked, getting up from the couch to follow her.Irene stopped in front of the bedroom door, her hand on the doorknob. She turned to face Dave, her eyes empty and haunted."Nothing," she said flatly, "just tired."With that, she slammed the door
Fifteen-year-old Ivy's feet wobbled, drained from all the running, as she pushed through the door of her home. She panted heavily, catching her breath and meeting the stunned silence in the house.It was odd; she had expected to see her mother standing in the doorway, ready to scold her for running off like that, or perhaps to be welcomed by her sister's taunts, but there was nothing.She raised her head only to find the living room empty."Mum? Irene?" she called, scanning the room, but then someone else emerged—someone she didn't expect to see."Dad? Dad!" She kicked off her shoes and enveloped him in a tight embrace. "I've been looking for you, Dad. Where were you?"Steve pulled away, his expression somber. "I, um..." he began, his gaze on Ivy's face faltering. Ivy noticed the way his voice quaked; her eyes scanned his face, and she caught his hand trembling at his side."Dad, why the face?" Ivy asked, concern etched on her face.Steve looked away without responding; his eyes seeme
"Where could she have gone?" Zack muttered under his breath, his voice laced with frustration and fear."Xavier!" he called, massaging his temples. To be honest, he was lost on where to find Ivy."Sir." Xavier raced down the stairs, his movements hurried as he could sense something was off with his master."Was Ivy here?" Zack asked, his eyes wide with hope, but Xavier's response shattered it to pieces.He massaged his temples again, thinking just maybe... maybe she's okay, maybe she's just ignoring me, maybe she's... no, no, no, think, Zack, think... where would she go? Who would she turn to? Irene? No, she was just with Irene, and Irene said she left... left where? Left to go where? His mind was a jumbled mess, thoughts racing in every direction, none of them making sense... Ivy, where are you?Suddenly, his eyes flashed with realization. Judy! Her aunt Judy! Ivy had always been close to her aunt, and it seemed Judy was one of the few people who truly understood her, even though he