บททั้งหมดของ Married To My Ex Billionaire Uncle: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Ivy, accompanied by Joan, arrived at the set only to meet director Tim's gloomy face that slowly filled with a trace of slight annoyance."What happened, Director Tim? Is everything alright?"Director Tim heaved, exhaling. She sat down on the sofa and stared at Ivy for a while before replying. "What happened yesterday?"Ivy's face sank with a frown, unable to comprehend the question. "Nothing unusual." It was the best answer she could come up with. She sat beside Director Tim, waiting for him to make himself clear."Isabelle refused to film without an apology from your manager and a young lady that attacked her yesterday. Ah, this is giving me headaches," he said, stroking his forehead. "I hate when my plans for filming are distorted."Seeing the director in his state, Ivy was even more confused. Why would she refuse to film today? According to the schedule, she had a few solo scenes before Isabelle would join her, and then George would appear at the end of the day's filming. What the

A blurred figure flashed past with full speed, leaving a trail behind for the doctor to catch a glimpse."Who's there?" The doctor came out of the room peeping at either side. But didn't see anyone who could raise suspicion."Did you hear that?" Isabelle asked her PA, who was also about to ask her the same question."I did. 'Say cheese'." Her PA's face sank, weighing the possible explanation for the 'say cheese' she heard."Chloe, I keep telling you to stop roaming about the whole place," the doctor said admonishingly to the sweet, innocent-looking girl resting at the side of the wall. "You should be with Mama, not playing around."Chloe fiddled with her hand, staring at the floor before she raised her head. "I'm sorry, Doctor. I only wanted to have some fun."The doctor sighed; it was a daily occurrence for the little sweetpea to wander every time she visits the hospital to see her mother. "Go now, doctor has work to do.""Okay," Chloe hurriedly left the VIP area in a scamper, flingi

The text already flaunted who the sender was, so she tossed it back to her purse with a scoffing expression, her threat was too insignificant to make her fret. It seems Irene was rejoicing over her present situation, but Ivy was unaware there was more than that.As the trio left the premises, a red car that was closely parked to their car followed behind them. A few minutes later, another car squeaked following their trails.The unresolved fuss about Ivy's animosity towards Isabelle was a hot topic that refused to be replaced by new scandals that surfaced in the entertainment industry. An international star actress was found cheating with her manager at a luxurious hotel by paparazzi. As this scandal was exposed, it caught the attention of the media for a split second. Immediately after that story, they weren't given a break to dwell on it as another piece of information concerning Ivy surfaced from an anonymous source. It claimed Ivy as the real culprit behind Isabelle's attack, prov

After their argument, Ivy left with Susan and Joan without giving an apology. Isabelle's manager's eyes twitched as he watched them leave stoutly. He huffed and glanced at Isabelle, who was biting her lips trying to suppress her anger."The only way to put her in her place is to find real evidence to prove her guilty."Isabelle nodded subconsciously, her mind trailed off; she desperately wanted her to be replaced. It seems her plan didn't work perfectly; though the media were still on Ivy's tails. If the situation continues to push through, she might get entangled in her own mess."Isabelle, we are leaving for the police station tomorrow," her manager declared."What? No."He frowned. Why was she hesitating to involve the police? "Is there something you aren't telling me?"Isabelle shrugged. "Don't worry, she will get what she deserves.""Then what do you plan on doing?" He asked.To be honest, Isabelle had no idea. The woman isn't a pushover as she imagined her to be. She bit her lip

Isabelle's manager refused to let Ivy go free, 'just because she married a billionaire she thinks she can do as she pleases.' He seethed as he picked up his phone, watching his artist in her helpless state was angering him to his core. He knew what he needed to do, after all the initial stage of an artist's destruction was the media and public disapprobation.As the media were informed of Isabelle's current state, they honored the invitation. Even if they weren't called, they would have still done anything to get their hands on a new story that would ignite the entertainment industry.The reporters, seeing Isabelle in her condition, were moved to sympathize with her. The scars present on her face would take time to clean off. Though as an actress she would prefer surgery,but the state of her body was a different story."How are you recovering, Isabelle?"Isabelle was in no mood to tell the public if she was recovering. All she wanted was for the public to rip Ivy apart with their cond