Ivy arrived at the same apartment that brought so many memories. She didn't come to cherish them or dwell in the past; she was only there to end it and move on totally."I did what you asked, ma'am.""Good, let's go then," Ivy responded, averting her eyes away from the apartment she and Dave lived. She got rid of the only thing that reminds her of his fake promises, fake affection, those bullshits about inconvenient exposure of their relationship because of her career, sacrificing what she worked hard for to please him.She vividly remembered his exact words when he proposed to her. It was her twenty-third birthday; he didn't arrange for a big party, it was just an indoor celebration. All she cared for was to be with him, in his arms. He gifted her the ring as a reminder of his love. He said 'he will love her forever, grow old together.' What a joke. She was still in her twenties so where is he now? He said those words so many times that it became a poem in her ears; that was the main
The video of her crying on the road has gone viral. That fateful day, she was too driven by distress to the point that she didn't care how she appeared in public. She was too in pain to care about her actions. The vivid location where she was found was precise. Judging by the angle it was taken, her tears and pain were exposed to the public in a matter of a few days. Most of the comments were sympathetic towards her, while others were derisive. She was back in the entertainment news. "Poor thing, what happened to her?" "Was it a heartbreak? I don't remember any news about her having any relationships." "She is so pathetic, it seems like life hasn't been good to her since she left the industry." "So miserable, I'm sure it's a heartbreak..." "Maybe she lost someone..." "How could she cry like that on the road?" "It's clearly her, it's been a long time since we heard from her. I wonder what she's into now..." Tired of all the comments, she put her phone away. She was sure that i
Ivy decided to meet up with Irene at the restaurant. She instructed her driver to drop her a good distance away from the restaurant to avoid giving away too much information that would be saved for later, but right now, she needed to make Irene believe in her own assumptions.Irene really thought Ivy would be nothing without Dave......Ivy saw her seated at a table for two with a waitress by her side. "Over here....." Irene waved."What is it? Why do you want to see me?" Ivy said as she sat down, gazing at her facial expression."You know, in your present situation, you should learn to speak a little nicer. You never know who might help you..." Irene curled up with a sneer.Ivy didn't respond to her disdain, nor showed her any emotions that she wanted to see."I would like to have the same food she ordered." Ivy told the waitress who was standing beside Irene. The profound look given to Ivy from the waitress made Irene chuckle. "Do as she says." The waitress bowed before leaving to br
Ivy's refusal was an unexpected outcome for Irene; she has grown a lot more different than she was before. Not to mention Ivy's change of attitude towards her."Oh, before I forget, congratulations. I wish you a happy married life in advance," Ivy said, keeping a straight face.Irene smirked, "Thank you," leaving disappointed as she signaled someone seated at the far end of the restaurant with a nod.The person understood and nodded in response.Kate was patiently waiting in front of Irene's car; the expression on her friend's face told her things didn't work out. She predicted this; after all, she still remembered how Ivy surprised her at the clothing store. Since then, she hadn't told Irene about it, too ashamed to tell the real truth about her bankruptcy."Did it work?" Irene ignored her and got into the car. "Let me guess, her attitude...""Do you still have it?" Irene cut her off. "Ye..." Kate was unsure of what she was asked for. "What exactly?"A glare from Irene jogged her me
[A kiss from the billionaire.Famous actress found with Zack Anderson. She refuses to accept defeat after her infidelity.]In a few minutes, the article became a hot topic on the news, leading to speculations about their relationship. A kiss from a billionaire of that caliber wasn't insignificant. A man that has never had any sexual relationship with any woman suddenly gave one a kiss in public, even though it was on the cheek, it still carried meaning.The once-famous actress who was involved in a scandal two days ago was suddenly seen with her ex-uncle. It was indeed something to gossip about, especially when his ex was getting married.The hotel entrance was filled with reporters all waiting for a particular figure to arrive. The day before they were excited about the wedding of the famous perfume company's heir, but now there was more interesting news.Every reporter was anticipating his presence, getting their equipment ready to receive his statement, but the issue was, he was usu
Irene snatched the phone to take a good look just as Kate insisted, it was indeed something to see."But...." Speechless, she sat back on the chair in thought. 'The reporter......'"Irene, I think things have turned around for the better, right? Dave is all yours now, she is no longer your rival.""JUST SHUT UP!" Her voice boomed in the room and all the assistants flinched. Ivy was never her rival in any way, she had her particular reason she wanted to ruin Ivy's life. Kate froze, with her hands gripping to her chest. Irene was usually calm; all of a sudden she exploded. Wasn't getting married to Dave always what she wanted? She couldn't understand her friend anymore.The day at the restaurant was supposed to be the day Ivy would be completely ruined for good, but a turn of events changed everything... And she didn't see that coming..."So what are we going to do?" Kate, having recovered, asked to lighten the mood. "Let her be and forget she even exists, right?" Kate made things worse
"Well, what? Did you see anyone take it?" Kate's heart was thudding in her chest not because she was worried her phone was lost but because the video was Irene's trump card, and she lost it! If she didn't post the video before the wedding ended, she would be done for. Irene wouldn't let her off..."It was you who stole it...""Why would you say that, ma'am? I... I... didn't take it, I swear." The woman refuted, ready to walk away. Staying any longer might make her suspicious."Come back here!" Kate pulled her hair. "Return my phone!" Kate was on the brink of breaking down. Where would she go if Irene threw her out of her apartment?"Ma'am, let go of me." The assistant struggled to break free from her tight grip. Kate was huffing as she held onto her hair. She had a feeling she took her phone, and she would do anything to get it back. She would have nowhere to go if Irene abandoned her. "Give me back my phone...""I didn't take it." There was no way she was telling the truth. Bearing t
The news of the billionaire and once-famous actress marriage was still hot on the search buttons. Many would have doubted their marriage, but since the words came from the billionaire himself, it was a confirmation beyond doubt. Many view her as a seductress, seducing the billionaire just to gain wealth. Since the rich heir wasn't good enough for her, she found a way to cling onto his uncle. But many still wondered how? She was attractive but there were other women with better social standing that came from a reputable family; she doesn't even have a good background. She was just an actress who backed out, out of the blue with unknown reasons and since then they never heard anything about her; within a few days, she was involved in a scandal with her as the hot topic with the Anderson family. It was truly something to gossip... "How did she end up with him?" "So he really wasn't gay after all..." "At first, we thought she was miserable, but now she is the luckiest woman on eart
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