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CHAPTER 92
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THE KELLY LEGACY Rowan’s POV The photo of Ivy’s real mother burned in my mind, her green eyes and blonde hair a mirror of Ivy’s, her face eerily like a Kelly heiress I’d met years ago at a charity gala. Standing in Ivy’s mother’s living room, the album still open on the floor, I wondered what this meant. Ivy clutched the photo, her hands trembling, and Noah’s small frame pressed against her, his eyes wide with confusion. My heart pounded—Bella’s note, the brick through our window, now this photo. It was all connected, and I’d be damned if I let it tear my family apart. I grabbed my phone, dialing my private investigator, Marcus, my voice low to keep Ivy calm. “I need you to dig into Ivy’s background,” I said, stepping away from her and Noah. “Start with the Kelly family—old money, L.A. elite. I think her mother was one of them.” “On it, boss,” Marcus said, his tone clipped. “Kelly’s a big name. You sure about this?” “Dead sure,” I snapped, ending the call. I turned to Ivy,
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GHOSTS OF THE PAST Ivy’s POV “Ivy, we need to talk. It's about Noah.” came a message when I refused to pick the call. But the name attached to the end of the message had chills running down my spine. My hand froze on the device, the unknown number flashing like a warning as Rowan’s gray eyes burned into me, his body tense beside me in the mansion’s living room. “Ivy, who was it?” Rowan asked, his voice sharp, his hand grabbing mine, his touch warm but possessive. I swallowed, my voice trembling. “It was Gabe,” I said, barely above a whisper. “He… he wants to meet. Says it’s about Noah.” My stomach twisted, the memory of Noah’s secret call to “Uncle Gabe” during the fashion show stinging like salt in a cut. Rowan’s jaw clenched, his eyes flashing with something dark—jealousy, maybe, or raw protectiveness. “He’s not getting near you,” he growled, pulling me closer, his hand sliding to my waist. “I’ll track him down myself. He’s working with Bella, I know it.” His breath was
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THE ENEMY WITHIN Rowan’s POVThe note burned in my hand, as I shielded Ivy and Noah from the shattered glass littering the mansion’s living room. “Stay back,” I growled, pushing them behind me as I scanned the dark windows, my gun heavy in my hand. My pulse thundered, my mind racing between Bella and Maddox, both vipers circling my family. “Security’s coming,” I said, my voice low, trying to keep them calm. But my heart pounded—Bella was free, and she’d already breached our fortress.Ivy’s hand gripped my arm, her touch grounding me despite the chaos. “Rowan, who did this?” she whispered, her voice shaking but fierce. “Bella? Maddox?”“I don’t know yet,” I said, my jaw tight. “But I’ll find out.” I turned to her, my free hand brushing her cheek. “Get Noah upstairs,” I told her, my voice softer. “I’ll handle this.”She nodded, her fingers squeezing mine before she guided Noah toward the stairs. “Come on, buddy,” she said, her voice steady for him, but I caught the tremor in it. “Le
THE RETURN OF THE BILLIONAIRE'S EX WIFE CHAPTER 92
THE PROPOSAL Ivy’s POV The sting of antiseptic faded under Rowan's careful fingers, as he bandaged my burned hand from the fire. His gray eyes locked on mine, intense and soft all at once. The backstage fire at my fashion show last night—where Noah nearly died—still burned in my mind, but Rowan’s presence, steady and warm, pulled me back from the edge. I wanted to lean into him, to let go of the fear, but the hidden camera Rowan found in his study last night worried me. Bella was out there, free, and she was watching us. And when did Rowan get a gun? I pulled my hand back, the bandage tight against my skin. “Rowan, that camera,” I said, my voice sharp, cutting through the quiet of the mansion’s kitchen. “It’s Bella, isn’t it? She’s still pulling strings.” He set the first-aid kit down, his jaw clenching, his black hair falling over his forehead. “I’m handling it,” he said, his voice low, steady. “My team’s tracing the signal. It’s got to be her network, Ivy. She’s not gettin
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FLAMES OF FEAR Rowan’s POV Smoke choked the air as I sprinted through the burning backstage, Noah’s cries piercing the air. The fashion show had been Ivy’s triumph, her designs dazzling under the spotlights, but now flames licked the walls, the chaos swallowing her victory. Bella’s note—You can’t hide forever—burned in my mind, a taunt that felt like a match to this fire. I shoved past panicked models, my eyes scanning for Noah. Ivy’s terrified shout “Noah!” echoed behind me, her voice raw. “Noah, where are you?” I yelled, coughing as smoke stung my lungs. I spotted a fallen rack, clothes smoldering, and there he was—my son, trapped beneath, his gray eyes wide with fear. My heart stopped, but I dove forward, grabbing the metal, my hands burning as I heaved it up. “Rowan!” Ivy shouted, appearing beside me, her blonde hair wild, her green eyes fierce despite the terror. Her hands, steady despite trembling, helped me lift, and together we freed Noah, his small body shaking as
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The Fashion Show Gambit Ivy’s POV The spotlight lit my skin as I stepped onto the runway, the crowd’s applause roaring in my ears, but Bella’s note felt like a ticking bomb. You can’t hide forever, her scrawled words had taunted, delivered to the mansion just hours ago. My heart pounded, not from the glare of the lights or the weight of Ivy’s Atelier’s biggest show, but from the fear that Bella, now a fugitive, was watching. I forced a smile, waving to the sea of faces, my green dress flowing as I introduced the collection. This was my moment, my comeback, and I wouldn’t let her steal it. Backstage, chaos reigned. “Ivy, another dress is ruined!” Claire, shouted, holding up a gown with slashed silk, the delicate fabric hanging in tatters. My stomach twisted—Bella’s sabotage, no doubt. I rushed over, my heels clicking on the concrete floor. “Can we fix it?” I asked, my voice sharp, trying to stay calm. “We’re trying,” Mia said, her hands shaking as she threaded a needle. “But
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