All Chapters of A surrogate for my ex's uncle : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHAPTER 32 IVY I followed the directions to the office they had arranged for me. It wasn’t large, but it was cosy—well-furnished and equipped with everything I might need during my stay to oversee operations. Despite their efforts, I wasn’t impressed. I doubted anything associated with Leon could ever win my approval. My lack of enthusiasm stemmed from the fact that this office was provided by Leon and Hailey. I scrutinised the room for a moment before scoffing, “They can put in their best effort, but it will never be enough for me.” Meanwhile, I sensed Leon and Hailey waiting outside, anxious for my reaction. Hailey nudged Leon, who seemed lost in thought, preoccupied with his ex-girlfriend. “What’s going on, Leon?” she asked in a low voice, her frustration evident. “Hey, keep your voice down,” Leon cautioned. “We need to maintain the act until she leaves.” Hailey scoffed. “What do you mean? I can’t work with that woman! You know I can’t stand her!” Leon took her hand, fixing

A few minutes later, the car pulled into the mansion, and Ivy alighted from the vehicle. For a moment, she hesitated to go inside the house. While in the car, her mind raced with different thoughts as she tried to figure out why Damian wanted to see her during working hours. Why did Damian summon her in the middle of the workday? What was so urgent? Walking toward the door, she noticed something unusual: guards were clustered in a particular corner, while some of the maids stood by the window, eavesdropping on what was happening. She scrutinized them for a moment before walking past and heading straight to the door. Pushing the door open, she found it locked. Ivy's brow furrowed. Something was amiss. Confusion etched on her face, Ivy turned to her driver, Thompson, who stood beside her. "What's going on, Thompson? Why is the door locked? Didn't you say your boss wanted to see me?" Thompson's expression was equally perplexed. "I'm not sure, Miss Ivy. I didn't receive any instructio

Ivy's eyes fluttered open, her gaze blurry from lingering sleep. The alarm blared for what felt like the umpteenth time, piercing through her eardrums. She raised both hands into the air, arching her back in a stretch. A yawn escaped her lips, and she took a deep breath, feeling the morning chill.As she lowered her hands, Ivy began to wipe the sleep from her eyes, her fingers tracing the curves of her face. Her vision cleared, and she glanced at the clock on her nightstand.9:04 AM. Her heart skipped a beat."Oh no, I'm late!" Ivy exclaimed, tossing off the covers and swinging her legs over the side of the bed.She rubbed the remaining sleep from her eyes, her mind racing with the day's schedule. Damian's fragile state still weighed heavily on her mind."I need to get to Damian's," Ivy thought as she quickly hurried out of bed. She couldn't wait to see how he was doing. She had stayed up with him until early that morning before he fell asleep and she retired to her own room.She spra

Lucas's expression remained calm as he spoke. "I'm taking a shortcut." Ivy's doubts intensified. "There's no shortcut here!” she responded fiercely. Lucas's eyes met hers in the rearview mirror for a fleeting moment, making Ivy's skin crawl. "Trust me, Ivy," Lucas said. But Ivy's trust was waning fast. She glanced around at unfamiliar buildings and streets, panic setting in. What was really happening to her? Why was Lucas taking her into such a building? "Where are we going?" Ivy demanded again, her voice firm this time. Lucas's smile was reassuring, but his eyes were cold. "I'll get you to work on time; I just need you to do something before you leave." Ivy's anxiety spiked. This wasn't right; she knew it. Her palms slickened further as she discreetly wiped them on her clothes. Her mind racing and options dwindling, Ivy's eyes locked onto Lucas's—a silent plea: Tell me what's going on. Lucas finally pulled the car into the parking lot of a tall building where security guards

"What happened? You came in so late. They haven’t been able to do anything, and I tried calling your line, but you weren't picking up!" Leon pulled out a chair and sat next to Ivy in the office once he noticed she had arrived.Scrutinizing her for a moment, he said, "What happened? You don't look well. Is there anything wrong?"His voice was laced with concern, but she wasn't swayed one bit. *Does Leon know his uncle is a lunatic?* she thought, raising her gaze to his face.Leon’s face lit up with a smile, and he said, "What is it, Ivy? Just talk to me. You know I'm always here to help."Ivy rolled her eyes, unimpressed by Leon's charming smile. "Oh, please, Leon. You're not fooling anyone with that 'concerned' act. You're just trying to get on my good side so I'll take you back. But news flash, Leon: winning me back is not happening, so stop trying!"Leon’s smile faltered for a moment before he recovered. "Hey, I'm genuinely worried about you, Ivy! You look like you've seen a ghost."