Ivy waited the whole day, but the boss didn't return. The long day was boring as she was told to only roam around the living area and her room. She accepted the hospitality, as it was a lot better than roaming the streets with no place to stay.
She was about to sleep when the butler knocked on the door. "Miss, could you please come outside.""Sure," Ivy replied as she came out of the room."Well um…," he hesitated before letting it loose. "He said you should leave before he comes back.""But I want to thank him," she explained."I'm sorry, miss, you have to go," he ushered her out of the room."Please let me stay, I have nowhere to go, please," she pleaded."Miss, let me show you to the door," the butler insisted."Let me spend the night; in the morning, I'll leave. Please," she rubbed her hands together, pleading."You have to understand, I don't own this place; I am only following orders," he said apologetically."Plead with him," Ivy still insisted on staying."Miss, please this way," he was fed up."Please, can I…," she sighed, "never mind." She had to accept the fact that she was now a beggar, all thanks to Dave.They were almost at the entrance before a man appeared. The man's presence halted Ivy's movement as she was forced to take a good look at the figure that made her stop in her tracks. He was dressed in a designer suit; his elegance was on a whole different level compared to other men she had seen before. It had the capability to leave every woman stunned and captivated at his presence that matched the description of a powerful king."Why is she still here? I thought I made it clear I wanted her gone before I return," his monotonous voice resounded through the place and brought Ivy back to the present."I'm sorry, sir, she…," the butler was about to explain before Ivy cut him off."Hi, I am Ivy Hale; it's a pleasure to meet you," she brought out her hand for a handshake. The charming king ignored her like she didn't even exist."Xavier, escort her out," he ordered and went inside."Yes, Sir. Miss, please leave; don't make me use extreme means; it will be better if you go now. He has a temper," the butler explained while showing her the door.Ivy's mind was conflicted; she had other reasons why she wanted to talk to him, but he was not a nice guy. Not nice one bit. He didn't even let her thank him. She sighed then took one step towards the door in defeat. She stopped, then closed her eyes, hesitated to take another step but finally did. She was only one step away before she turned around and suddenly ran back inside, leaving the butler stunned.She followed the direction of the rude man, his bedroom was wide open as he was speaking to someone through the phone. Ivy hid behind the door, listening to the conversation."I'm busy, don't have time for chit-chat," The caller from the other end said. "So you can't even attend the family dinner. Did we offend you?""No," he replied as he was taking off his tie."Or is it because I told you to never return home without a wife?" the caller asked.'A wife.' Ivy took down everything.The rude man sighed, "yes.""So you haven't found one?" the caller asked, displeased."Here we go again with me needing a wife."'Need a wife.' She frowned."Son, you have to get married, you are getting old. Do you want me to die before I see my grandchildren?" he sounded like a weak old man."You have an elder son; give up on me," he replied."Zack,"'So that's his name.' Ivy was still listening."What's your problem with women?""I'll hang up now," he said, ready to end the call."Wait, wait, wait, wait. Fine, if you don't want to get married, don't call me father anymore," the caller said."Are you disowning me?" Zack frowned."Yes," the caller hung up.Zack tossed his phone on the bed, not fazed by his father's words. He was about to unbutton his shirt before an uninvited guest appeared from nowhere."Please let me spend the night.""Why are you still here, GET OUT!""So rude." She didn't say that out loud. "Please.""Do you want me to call security?" He sounded serious, as he picked his phone."No, please, I am homeless. Please let me stay a little, please.""You have no shame, do you?" He said in contempt."Yes, you are right, I don't, I don't, okay, please, you have no idea what I've been through," she said with teary eyes."Your problem," he replied as he attempted to shut the door behind her.Ivy wasn't letting go; she held the door with all her might, Zack let go, and she fell but stood up immediately."Pl…""Go away," Zack refused to let her speak before he cut her off.Then it struck her; she wondered where this boldness was coming from, but she was thankful she had it; if not, she wouldn't be able to move on."I heard you are looking for a wife over the phone. Let's get married," she proposed.Zack looked at her in disbelief, no woman would dare say that to him for as much as they wanted to. But this one woman standing in front of him showed no hesitation. Her gaze was completely fixed on him, she even smiled. He sat down on his bed and took a good look at her before replying."You said what?""Let's get married," she repeated, and this time she made it clear she was serious."You want to marry a stranger, how desperate are you?" He said, giving her a profound look. His cold stare didn't faze her as she kept a serious face eager for a positive response, in hope he agrees to her proposition. Her attitude was frightening for her demeanor, and Zack took his time to consider her initial request and her current proposition, which he never expected her to come up with. She seemed hopeless, as she has been pleading with him to let her stay, and he refused before she took his earlier conversation she overheard to her advantage. After all, no one forced him to help her in the first
A wedding suite was reserved personally for her, Zack managed to arrange all of that within a day, he was being considerate even though she would be all by herself.Tossing her phone on the exquisite bed and taking off her high heels, she intended to get a nice siesta before her phone rang. After she saw the caller's ID, she frowned and tossed it back to the bed, there was no way she was picking the call. The caller was persistent, as her phone kept ringing, she was tempted to smash her phone to make sure she never saw the caller's name, but as much as she wanted to, she refrained. There were better things to do than that, no matter how she tried to run away from her past, it will keep haunting her unless she takes action to deal with it so it never bothers her again.Her eyes caught a glimpse of something at the corner of the bed, very close to her phone. She didn't notice this before as she was too eager to rest. A black card was placed on the nightstand and she had an idea who it b
The shop assistant made her decision to sell the dress to Kate. She took her card to proceed with the sale but Ivy's next reaction stunned Kate. Opening her mouth wide to spit out words of insult, but nothing came out. In fact, she was trapped in a stupor looking at the deed performed by Ivy. She flung her card to the side without hesitation and placed hers on the counter, smiling at the shop assistant who was staring at her incredulously. If she was really who Kate said she was, then her attitude was frightening for her demeanor."What... what's... the meaning of this? You..." Having recovered from the initial shock, she struggled to get her words straight.Ivy was pleased with the expression on her face. It was flushed red from anger, twitching her nose. "You are annoyed? Why are you annoyed when you started it..." Ivy smirked and turned to face the shop assistant."Let me make myself clear, I... will... be... paying... for this... dress. Understood." She emphasized her words, looki
To make Kate bankrupt was Ivy's plan all along. Kate was not wealthy in any way; she thought too highly of herself, so Ivy decided to teach her a lesson.Kate being the best friend of her sister, Ivy knew she couldn't afford to pay a dress worth $2 million without going bankrupt. Especially now that no 'Mr. Rich' was backing her. Back when they were all still in college, she dated rich guys and exchanged her body for money to survive through college. Her mother was a stripper who never spent a penny on her feeding, let alone education. Kate just had her ways of making provisions for herself. After she broke up with a rich heir a month ago, she had been single and hadn't met anyone who was up to her standard. She knew because she usually followed her on social media; if she changes her profile picture from a guy to her own photo, it is understood that they might have broken up. Just to show how arrogant she was, she foolishly squandered money with no plans for the future. She was proba
Ivy arrived at the same apartment that brought so many memories. She didn't come to cherish them or dwell in the past; she was only there to end it and move on totally."I did what you asked, ma'am.""Good, let's go then," Ivy responded, averting her eyes away from the apartment she and Dave lived. She got rid of the only thing that reminds her of his fake promises, fake affection, those bullshits about inconvenient exposure of their relationship because of her career, sacrificing what she worked hard for to please him.She vividly remembered his exact words when he proposed to her. It was her twenty-third birthday; he didn't arrange for a big party, it was just an indoor celebration. All she cared for was to be with him, in his arms. He gifted her the ring as a reminder of his love. He said 'he will love her forever, grow old together.' What a joke. She was still in her twenties so where is he now? He said those words so many times that it became a poem in her ears; that was the main
The video of her crying on the road has gone viral. That fateful day, she was too driven by distress to the point that she didn't care how she appeared in public. She was too in pain to care about her actions. The vivid location where she was found was precise. Judging by the angle it was taken, her tears and pain were exposed to the public in a matter of a few days. Most of the comments were sympathetic towards her, while others were derisive. She was back in the entertainment news. "Poor thing, what happened to her?" "Was it a heartbreak? I don't remember any news about her having any relationships." "She is so pathetic, it seems like life hasn't been good to her since she left the industry." "So miserable, I'm sure it's a heartbreak..." "Maybe she lost someone..." "How could she cry like that on the road?" "It's clearly her, it's been a long time since we heard from her. I wonder what she's into now..." Tired of all the comments, she put her phone away. She was sure that i
Ivy decided to meet up with Irene at the restaurant. She instructed her driver to drop her a good distance away from the restaurant to avoid giving away too much information that would be saved for later, but right now, she needed to make Irene believe in her own assumptions.Irene really thought Ivy would be nothing without Dave......Ivy saw her seated at a table for two with a waitress by her side. "Over here....." Irene waved."What is it? Why do you want to see me?" Ivy said as she sat down, gazing at her facial expression."You know, in your present situation, you should learn to speak a little nicer. You never know who might help you..." Irene curled up with a sneer.Ivy didn't respond to her disdain, nor showed her any emotions that she wanted to see."I would like to have the same food she ordered." Ivy told the waitress who was standing beside Irene. The profound look given to Ivy from the waitress made Irene chuckle. "Do as she says." The waitress bowed before leaving to br
Ivy's refusal was an unexpected outcome for Irene; she has grown a lot more different than she was before. Not to mention Ivy's change of attitude towards her."Oh, before I forget, congratulations. I wish you a happy married life in advance," Ivy said, keeping a straight face.Irene smirked, "Thank you," leaving disappointed as she signaled someone seated at the far end of the restaurant with a nod.The person understood and nodded in response.Kate was patiently waiting in front of Irene's car; the expression on her friend's face told her things didn't work out. She predicted this; after all, she still remembered how Ivy surprised her at the clothing store. Since then, she hadn't told Irene about it, too ashamed to tell the real truth about her bankruptcy."Did it work?" Irene ignored her and got into the car. "Let me guess, her attitude...""Do you still have it?" Irene cut her off. "Ye..." Kate was unsure of what she was asked for. "What exactly?"A glare from Irene jogged her me