After her husband killed her son and divorced her because she is poor, Ivy becomes the Richest woman in the country but kept her identity a secret so that she'll make her Ex-husband pay for all the pains he caused her!
View MoreMany people say that Revenge is best Served Hot but I believe that Revenge is best Served Cold. I've never been this hungry for revenge in my life but this time around, I will do everything to quench my thirst for Vengeance!
My name is IVY MOORE and this is my story. *********** "Congratulations, Mrs Steel, you're three weeks pregnant with a baby boy!" The doctor said to me while handing the results of the pregnancy test. I pulled out a smile after hearing the doctor's previous words. I'm finally PREGNANT! I couldn't stop my joy as I opened the results sheet to recheck if the doctor was right and it was positive. I'm indeed pregnant. Today is my fifth wedding anniversary with Lysander Steel, the CEO of Steel's Group. I've previously planned to throw a celebration for our wedding anniversary but seems like another celebration will be added to that- My unborn child! I was still lost in thoughts and imaginations when the Doctor's words came up "I must say that this baby was a Miracle but you've to take care of him with everything you have. Mind you, you must stay away from anything transfusion or any surgical activities as it may jeopardize the health of your unborn child and chances of becoming pregnant again are slim!" "I understood, Mrs Karen. This baby came unexpectedly and at the best time. I will never do anything to hurt or jeopardize his health" I said to Mrs. Karen, our family doctor, and she nodded before checking her files for something. She has been the backbone of my marriage with Lysander for the past five years. She has been the one advising him not to be so impatient with a child as I may have one someday. She's one of the people who brought my marriage to this extent, otherwise, it'd have collapsed a long time ago. Standing up with a smile, I hugged Mrs Karen "Thank you so much, Doc. You've been so supportive in this marriage. I'm forever grateful for that" "It's nothing, Mrs Steel! I pray Lysander changes his ways after this news and starts considering you as his wife especially now that Old Mrs Sylvie is GONE" Mrs. Karen's words changed my mood, but I forced a smile to hide my true feelings. "I'll be on my way now, Doc!" I wasted no time in entering the car while clutching the Pregnancy report very tight. "Take us to Santiago Villa," I said to my driver who responded, "Okay, ma'am!" Before taking off. Staring at the pregnancy report continuously, I was lost in so many thoughts. These thoughts took my attention five years back when I abandoned everything I had- my family, friends, business... And moved into Bluesky City to find a new hope. This was when I met a very generous woman whom I helped escape from some criminals. Her name was Mrs Sylvie Steel. We grew fond of each other as she always visited Cameil and me whenever she came shopping at the mall where I used to work. Then came that beautiful night she asked me to visit her in her mansion to discuss a very important thing. A very important thing which ended up as a night of marriage proposal! She asked me to become her daughter-in-law by marrying her Grandson, Lysander Steel. I strongly refused her proposal believing that it's improper to be in a marriage with someone you barely know. Old Mrs Sylvie took me to the hospital to see her son's critical condition- he was in a coma and had been there for three weeks now. Her reason was for me to marry her son and bear him a child through ARTIFICIAL INSEMINATION. She pleaded for me to do this and assured me that I would receive whatever I wanted in this marriage as long as she was alive. I believe in love at first sight and seeing the handsome man lying unconscious in a coma, I'd do this for him. I signed the necessary documents and the procedure began! But the worst happened when the insemination procedure damaged my womb and the doctor confirmed I'll never bear children! Not long had this happened Lysander recovered and found me as his wife! No matter how hard it was for him, we lived as a couple but never slept on the same bed. Today marks our fifth Year in this marriage but at the same time, today marks the second week we lost Old Mrs Sylvie. I sniffed and folded the pregnancy report. Immediately after that, a text entered my phone. Just when I was about to read it, my phone started ringing. It was Lysander on the call! If he was calling me right now, it means he's back from Nightwind. That lost smile appeared on my face once again seeing the man I LOVE on the phone! "Hello!..." "Ivy, come to Santiago Villa. I have some news to share with you!" Lysander said immediately after me leaving me at the edge of my seat. Why did he sound like that? His voice was so cold and thicker than ever. Indeed, Lysander has never sounded friendly to me but today's own was worst. "Mr. Jakub, please drive faster!" I said while my heart continued beating faster. What news does he have for me and why did he sound like that? I chatted with him yesterday to inform him of the location we'd be celebrating our marriage anniversary but he didn't respond even after viewing it. So, I ought not to be surprised to see him in that same location waiting for me. Whatever Lysander has for me, I don't know, but should I be expecting a present from a Man who doesn't give me attention? Should I be expecting a present from a man who made me swear never to call him my husband in public space? It is true that the only thing that bonds Lysander and I are GOOD MORNING AND GOODNIGHT. At times, he doesn't even eat the food I made for him... In as much as I am managing this marriage, I still won't give up on us because I love Lysander. Although he doesn't Love me, I'll stay to fulfil the promise I made to Old Mrs Sylvie that I will bear her son a Child- to become the best wife and also a good mother to his children. So, I'm keeping the faith that whatever reason Lysander asked me to meet him would be for good and not for bad... "Here we are, Ma!" Jakub said after halting before the most luxurious suite in Bluesky owned by The Moores! Immediately I came down from the car, a waiter approached me with a smile. "He said I should bring you..." I nodded "Okay, let's go!" And we walked straight to the booked VIP lounge where I had decorated beautifully for us. Arriving there, the waiter turned back after seeing a man facing the walls. His behind was familiar so was his figure. It seemed as though I knew him.... He is tall, physically muscled and has straight legs. His hair was long but shaved stylishly... Wait, Is he not Lysander? The man who previously faced the wall turned to me with an authoritative face, he is Lysander! He was holding something in his left hand while his right hand was fixed in his pocket "You're here, Lysan..." "No need for that, Ivy! I came here with a motive and I don't have enough time to waste around here!" Lysander cut me off, his voice as cruel as usual- No atom of joy in his words and voice. "What... What do you mean by that?" I said, my voice cracking intense. He stared at me for a while as if I had said something that annoyed him. "Take a look at this, Ivy" He handed the files he was holding to me. My eyes refused to escape from him while clutching the papers softly. What could this paper entail? "Go on! What are you waiting for?" His voice echoed, startling me. I swallowed some spits and looked at Lysander one last time before opening the file. The first thing I saw as the heading was DIVORCE AGREEMENT BETWEEN... I didn't wait to complete the words when I chuckled heavily "Divorce papers?"~IvyI couldn’t believe what I was seeing. That earring—it was the same one I’d seen the day Rafael was killed. The exact same design. What made my stomach twist even more was that she was wearing only one. Who does that? Careless… and yet very telling.My thoughts were swirling when Mrs. Mehra’s voice cut through them.“Come on, Ivy. Why do you look like you just saw the devil? Aren’t you happy to see me?”I forced a chuckle, my lips curling into the fakest smile I could muster.“Of course not, Mrs. Mehra. Why would I be sad to see you? It’s been ages since we last met. Why would I be anything but happy?”Her own smile stretched too wide, the kind that’s meant to look friendly but screams venom.“Oh… I’ve missed you too, Ivy. The woman after Sylvie’s heart. You know, it would’ve been nice if you’d joined her in that grave. Hahaha.”I tilted my head slightly, letting my smile sharpen.“Yes, Mrs. Mehra. But I guess it wasn’t my time yet. Maybe yours will come sooner. The world does get
~IvyI quickly paused the call, half-rising from the bed. I knew Ethan was in a mood—bad and lustful all at once—and truth be told, I wanted him too. But this was my chance to finally uncover the truth about Cameil and Mrs. Mehra. I couldn’t miss it.As I adjusted my clothes and readied myself to leave, Ethan let out a frustrated groan.“Are all these really necessary, Ivy? For Christ’s sake, I’m in the f***ing mood. You have the whole world to do this, so why now—when I’m turned on?”Standing before the mirror, I brushed my hair quickly but carefully, giving him a sideways glance.“You just need to calm down, Ethan. When all of this is over—when I finally get the justice I’m fighting for—you’ll be the one begging me to stop, saying you’re too tired of getting f***ed.”He smirked. “How naughty are you, Ivy?”I set the hairbrush down and turned toward him with a playful smile.“You’re naughty, yeah? But I’m the naughtiest… haha!”Ethan rose from the bed and started putting on his shirt
~IvyEthan’s lips were impossible to resist—hot, hungry, and tasting so fcking sweet* I thought I’d drown in them. His kiss deepened, his hand sliding up to cradle my face as his body pressed into mine. For the first time, I didn’t dodge him. I wanted more… so much more.His palm drifted lower, gripping my a$$ with a firm, possessive squeeze that made me gasp softly into his mouth. My heart pounded as his lips trailed down to my neck, the heat of his breath making my knees weak. Each slow kiss there sent shivers through me, each graze of his teeth leaving my thoughts tangled.I clung to his collar like it was the only thing keeping me grounded, lost in the rush of his touch, the sound of his breathing, the low rumble in his throat.He tilted my head back, his lips brushing my ear. “I love you, Ivy,” he whispered, the words rough and dripping with desire.The tip of his tongue traced along my ear, so soft yet so deliberate, and a moan slipped from my lips before I could stop it. “I lov
~IvyIt was a good thing Ethan was finally discharged from the hospital. There had been nothing wrong with him in the first place, but I had wanted him to stay there a little longer — far away from his endless work at the office. Ethan worked like a machine, and even in his rare moments of free time, he insisted on joining me in investigating Old Mrs. Mehra’s death. The fire incident had given me the perfect excuse to keep him in the hospital a while more, free from office duties.Tonight was supposed to be Mrs. Mehra’s welcome-back party. According to the email I’d received, I was invited to take my position as CEO of WASTON Group. But I wasn’t ready to claim that role yet. So, I’d simply attend the event as Ivy Moore — assistant to the unknown CEO of WASTON Group.I was still in my room, getting ready for the evening. Night had fallen, and in thirty minutes, the party would officially begin. My gown — a flawless, expensive piece — hugged me perfectly, and the stylist had crafted a n
~IVYI squinted my eyes right after Rach told me to check my email. From the tone of her voice, I could already sense this wasn’t some ordinary business update. It felt more serious—too serious—so I didn’t waste a second. I launched my email application at once.I scrolled to the top, expecting something urgent. But nothing. No new message. No notification. No red dot.“What the hell?” I muttered under my breath, rolling my eyes in confusion. “What other email could she be talking about if not this one?” I mean, this is the only email account I have. So, why is there nothing here?“What’s going on, Ivy?” Ethan’s voice cut through the silence, pulling my attention back to him. “You’ve been acting weird since that call. So tell me—what’s wrong? Who was that, and what did they want?”I walked closer to the hospital bed he was lying on, frustration tightening my jaw. I kissed my teeth sharply and refreshed my inbox again—probably for the tenth time.“Remember when I told you this case was
~ IvyWith my mind still spinning from unanswered questions, I gripped the earring tightly and stepped out of the building.I wished Raphael's soul would finally rest in peace. After all the torment he endured, did he really have to die like that—so suddenly, so unfairly?I felt sorry for him. I had other plans for Raphael. I thought that once he finally revealed who sent him to keep the truth buried, I’d be able to act. I’d be able to fix things.But now, that hope was gone.That night dragged on, haunted by a thousand racing thoughts—each one a what-if.What if Cameil had someone tailing me?What if she’d already sent someone after Raphael’s family?What if she had other plans for him all along? Sinister ones?I couldn’t shake any of it from my mind, no matter how hard I tried.Deep down, I knew—Cameil had a hand in this. One way or another, she was involved in that crime.****The next morning, the servants had already cleaned the room and laid out breakfast on the dining table.“D
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