Chapter 1890

Ivy was under Aurum's protection; he was the only one who could touch her, and only if Aurum allowed it. If Aurum did not say anything, Paul would not dare to touch Ivy.

Ivy was completely stunned.

Paul held a high position in the entertainment industry; he was a young director with guaranteed box office success. He was polite and carried himself with an air of sophistication, discussing art knowledgeably and confidently.

Who would have thought that, in private, Paul would reveal such a disgusting character? From their conversation, it seemed that Paul and Aurum knew about the incident.

How did Aurum know? Was not he unconscious? They were discussing her so casually as if she were some exquisite object to be enjoyed. What did they take her for? A plaything?!

Ivy clenched the lipstick in her hand, her long nails digging into the flesh of her palm, leaving deep marks!

She had her suspicions about the events at the motel.

She held her breath, afraid to make the slightest sound, fe