The next morning, Ryan woke up with a plan. He would pay a visit to Ivy. If Bella was involved in something against her, he needed to warn his sister. After getting dressed and making sure Bella had left the house for her usual errands, Ryan slipped out and drove straight to the mansion. When he arrived, Luca was already there, sitting in the living room. “Morning,” Luca greeted him, but his face was clouded with concern. "Ivy’s still sleeping. She hasn’t been doing great. Whatever happened with her designs shook her up." Ryan nodded, his jaw clenched. “We need to talk to her. There’s something I need to warn her about. Luca raised an eyebrow. Bella’s been covering her tracks well, but if we can get to the bottom of this, we can stop her.” Just as they were discussing their next move, Ivy walked into the room. She looked better than the last time Luca had seen her, but her face was still pale, her eyes distant. “What’s going on?” she asked softly, looking between the two men. Ryan
Luca and Ryan exchanged tense glances after the call ended abruptly. The voice on the other end of the line had answered with a simple "Hello," but they had said nothing, too unsure of how to proceed without a plan. Now the silence felt heavier as the realization settled: they needed to act fast if they were going to get to the bottom of this."We can't let this slip," Ryan said, breaking the silence. "Whoever that was, he’s involved. We need to get him talking."Luca nodded. "But we can't just call him back without a plan. He’ll get suspicious. And we need to stay on the call long enough to trace it."Ryan exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "So, what do we do? It’s not like we can just ask him who he is. We need leverage."Luca thought for a moment, pacing the room. "We need to make him think he's talking to someone he knows. We’ll use what we’ve learned from Bella’s texts, drop hints, and see if he bites."Ryan frowned, still unconvinced. "And if he doesn’t? We’ll blow our only
Ivy stood frozen, her eyes wide with shock as she watched her brother standing in Luca’s living room. The tension in the air was palpable as both of them faced each other, neither quite ready to break the silence that had fallen between them. Ryan’s casual entrance had now turned into an unexpected confrontation, and he knew he was caught."Ivy…" Ryan said slowly, running his hands through his hair, a nervous habit he had when trying to gather his thoughts. "What are you doing here?"Ivy folded her arms, her gaze narrowing. "I should be asking you that, Ryan. So, let me get this straight—you were faking your memory loss all along, huh? Because you recognize me now."Ryan sighed deeply, realizing there was no point in lying anymore. "No, Ivy, I wasn’t faking it. I did lose my memory after the accident. But... it came back a few weeks ago."Ivy’s expression shifted from anger to confusion. "A few weeks ago? And you didn’t tell anyone? Not me? Not Luca? What the hell, Ryan?"Luca, who had
Bella paced around her room, her phone still in her hand after the unknown caller hung up. She stared at the screen, trying to piece together what the cryptic message meant."Ryan, Ivy, and Luca together?" she muttered to herself, frustration simmering beneath the surface. "What could they possibly be up to? It can't be good…"She threw the phone onto her bed and stood by the window, her mind racing. She didn’t like being kept in the dark, especially when it came to Ryan. Things had spiraled out of control since Ryan’s supposed memory loss, and Bella was starting to wonder if she was being played. Her mind shifted to the Kendrick Empire, now within her grasp, but Ryan’s recent behavior was unsettling. She needed to figure out what they were doing—whatever their plan was, Bella wasn’t going to let them ruin everything she had worked for."Guess I’ll have to do some digging myself," she muttered, grabbing her purse and keys, determined to find out more.Downstairs, Rose Kendrick glided
Ivy sat quietly in the living room, her mind still trying to process everything that Ryan and Luca had just told her. Mrs. Jessica’s revelations had come as a complete shock, shaking the very foundation of what Ivy thought she knew about her life.Ryan leaned back in his chair, rubbing the back of his neck as he spoke, his voice low and serious. “It was all true, Ivy. Jessica told us everything. You and Iris are twins—separated at birth.”Luca sat beside Ivy, his expression sympathetic but cautious. He had been there when Mrs. Jessica explained the whole story, and though he had prepared himself for Ivy’s reaction, nothing could have truly readied him for the emotional whirlwind she was now going through.Ivy’s heart pounded in her chest as she stared at Ryan in disbelief. “So… so what you’re telling me is that Iris is my twin sister?” She shook her head, trying to make sense of it all. “That’s why everyone always said we looked alike?”Ryan nodded slowly. “Yeah, that’s exactly why. Y
Ryan stood beside Ivy’s bed, his heart aching as he watched his sister struggle to process the overwhelming truth that had just been revealed. He gently held her hand, feeling the coldness of her skin, the tremors running through her body, and the vulnerability in her eyes—a stark contrast to the confident, carefree Ivy he had always known.“It’s going to be fine, Ivy,” Ryan said softly, his voice full of determination. “I promise you, we’ll get through this together.”Ivy’s eyes were wide, filled with confusion and fear. She looked at Ryan, searching for reassurance, but the turmoil within her was too much to bear. “Ryan… please, find Iris. I still can’t believe she’s my sister, my twin. How is that possible? What have I done? How could I have been so blind?”Ryan squeezed her hand, trying to steady her racing thoughts. “Ivy, listen to me. None of this is your fault. You didn’t know. We were all kept in the dark.”Ivy shook her head, her voice trembling with disbelief. “What if… wh
Ivy held her breath, her heart pounding in her chest as she opened the door. A figure stood in front of her, and the dim light from the hallway revealed the face of Mrs. Jessica. Ivy’s eyes widened in shock as the older woman stood before her, a mix of exhaustion and sadness etched into her features.“Who are you? What are you doing here?” Ivy demanded, her voice sharp and filled with suspicion. Her voice was loud enough to carry down the hall. Within moments, Ryan and Luca rushed out of the study, concern written all over their faces. They stopped abruptly as they saw Ivy standing face-to-face with Mrs. Jessica. Relieved but still wary, Ryan and Luca hurried to help Mrs. Jessica, gently guiding her to sit on a nearby chair. Jessica’s eyes, though tired, were filled with emotion as they focused solely on Ivy. The older woman’s hand trembled as she reached out, wanting to touch Ivy’s face.But Ivy stepped back, out of reach, her expression confused and guarded."Your eyes… they’re th
The atmosphere in the room was tense as they gathered around Luca, who had just pulled out a stack of recordings and pictures from his investigators. His face was grim, and the weight of the evidence in his hands seemed to carry the burden of the truth that was about to be unveiled.Ryan and Ivy sat across from him, their eyes wide with disbelief. Mrs. Jessica, still recovering from her emotional reunion with Ivy, watched from the side, her face pale but determined."I can’t believe this," Ivy muttered, her voice barely audible as she stared at the damning evidence laid out before them. "All these years, we’ve been living with a deceiving woman…"Ryan’s jaw clenched, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the edge of the table. "Mrs. Rose… my mother. How could she?"Luca placed the photographs in front of them—pictures of Parker and Mrs. Rose meeting secretly, exchanging envelopes, and whispering in the shadows. The recordings played softly in the background, Parker’s voice clear a