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作者: Wunmi Ijaola
last update 公開日: 2026-08-18 02:11:30

They didn't tell Reagan. Sterling argued against it for twenty minutes in the parking garage, low and furious, and Ivy let him get through every point before she said the thing that ended the argument.

"If it's a trap, it's a trap either way, with or without permission. I'd rather walk into it with you than have you find out after."

He drove her to the address the message sent an hour later, an all-night diner three neighborhoods from her apartment, the kind of place with sticky menus and a bel
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  • I'm The Thorn Stuck In The Billionaire Celebrity's Foot   17

    Ivy watched the press conference from her phone in the prison parking lot, the video quality grainy, Julian Vane's voice tinny through the small speaker but unmistakable, that same easy, terrible confidence he'd worn in the diner."There have been questions," Julian was saying, standing at a podium flanked by two lawyers Ivy didn't recognize, "about my son's judgment lately. About decisions made under significant emotional strain following the collapse of his engagement. I want to address those questions directly, and honestly, because this company deserves transparency from its leadership.""Here it comes," Ivy muttered, hands shaking around the phone."Six days ago, Sterling Vane entered into a paid relationship with a woman named Ivy Calloway, a building services employee, in what internal documents confirm was a calculated public relations strategy designed to manufacture sympathy following his broken engagement." Julian's voice was smooth, reasonable, devastating in its calm. "I

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    The prison was two hours outside the city, and Ivy spent every minute of the drive with her phone gripped so tightly her knuckles ached, waiting for an update that didn't come until they were already pulling into the visitor lot."He's stable," the voice on the other end told her, clipped and professional, the kind of voice that delivered this news a hundred times a week and had long since stopped softening it. "Some bruising, a couple of cracked ribs. He'll be alright. We're looking into who was involved.""Someone did this to him on purpose.""That's part of what we're looking into, ma'am."Ivy hung up and pressed the heel of her hand against her eyes, and Sterling, beside her in the driver's seat, reached over without a word and took her other hand, steady, saying nothing because there was nothing useful left to say."You should go back," Ivy said finally. "The press conference is in four hours. Julian's making his move and you need to be there.""I'm not leaving you here alone.""

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    Nobody slept. Reagan's office turned into a war room in earnest, whiteboards wheeled in, three lawyers on speakerphone from different time zones, and somewhere around three in the morning Ivy found herself standing at the window with a cold cup of coffee, watching the city lights blur into something that looked almost peaceful from this high up.Sterling found her there."You should go home. Sleep. You have the interview at eight." He said it gently, none of the command from earlier in the night."I'm not going to sleep tonight either way. Might as well not do it here, surrounded by people rehearsing talking points." Ivy didn't turn from the window. "Can I ask you something.""Anything.""Are you scared? Of tomorrow, of the vote, of losing the company your whole life's built around." She finally looked at him. "Because I keep watching you handle all of this like a problem to be solved, and I don't know if that's actually how you feel or just how you've learned to survive feeling anyth

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    Ivy stared at the message until the words blurred, then looked up at Sterling, who had gone very still, very pale."Reagan," she said slowly. "The ex fiancee everyone thinks you're heartbroken over. That's her."Sterling didn't answer right away, which was answer enough."She never told you that," Ivy said. "You're the chief of staff to a man you were engaged to and left two days before it went public, and she's been standing in every room since like it's just business.""It is business." Sterling's voice was tight, controlled in a way Ivy recognized now as the sound of him fighting to keep something contained. "She came back to work for me a month after the breakup. I needed someone I trusted with the company's exposure. She's the best at her job of anyone I've ever hired.""That's not what I asked."The door opened before Sterling could answer, Reagan stepping back in with her tablet already lit, and something in her face shifted the second she registered the look on both of theirs.

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    Reagan's office at midnight looked worse than it had the night before, every light on, three assistants Ivy hadn't met working phones in the outer room, the whole floor humming with the particular tension of people trying to stop a fire before it reached the roof."Someone on my team leaked it," Reagan said, no preamble, the moment they walked in. "The contract language is specific enough, our internal formatting, our clause numbering, that it didn't come from your lawyer, Ivy, and it didn't come from mine. It came from inside this building.""Who," Sterling said, voice flat and dangerous."I don't know yet. I've got four people with access to that document. I'm running it down." Reagan's hands were steady on her tablet, but her voice had an edge Ivy hadn't heard from her before, something almost like fear. "In the meantime we need a plan for the morning that doesn't involve either of you looking like you're hiding something, because if this breaks with silence from our side, silence

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    Ivy showed Sterling the message in the hallway outside her mother's room, and watched his face go from fury to something colder, more focused."He's had someone on us since last night." Sterling was already dialing. "Reagan needs to move Webb somewhere secure right now.""You think he'll hurt him.""I think my father has never once made a threat he didn't at least partially intend to keep." The line connected, and Sterling's voice dropped into the clipped, efficient register Ivy had only heard him use in his own office. "Reagan. Webb. Now. I don't care what it costs."He hung up and turned back to Ivy, and for a second neither of them said anything, the corridor's fluorescent hum filling the space where words should have gone."I need to ask you something," Ivy said finally. "And I need you to answer it honestly, not the version that makes this easier.""Ask.""Is any part of tonight, of you sitting in there holding my mother's hand, is any of that still the arrangement? Or did we pas

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