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As Ivy approached the kitchen she could hear the servants talking. “…..she seems nicer than usual, even saying thank you.” One said. “It’s all an act. Once she is Ms Sinclair and has full control of the estate she’ll go back to her nasty self.” Another said, “I wish Mr. Paul would agree to the surgery.” “Me too. I’m sure he’d be less depressed if he was walking.” Another added. They fell silent as she entered the kitchen. “I’m looking for James.” Ivy said. “He is in the dining-room.” A maid told her. “Where is that?” She asked. They looked at her in surprise, she nearly facepalmed. Of course I’m expected to know where it is. She thought. Someone pointed it out to her. James frowned as she came in. “Are you ready to leave?” He asked disappointed. “No. I came to apologize.” Ivy said softly. “I didn’t mean to upset Paul. I came to wait things right." She tried not to wince. James looked at her carefully, then nodded. “I’m happy you are saying that Ivy, he loves

Ivy's Pov When I signed up to be Ivy Sullivan I didn’t remember I would have to memorize her personal habits as well. “Sorry, I’m just a little distracted with the planning of the wedding.” I smiled. “Don’t worry about it. How about we go play tennis later? it'll help you relax.” Before I could make an excuse to refuse, Jenna came in. “When you are done Ms. Sullivan, let’s go over the wedding arrangements once more.” She said. “Sure.” I said eagerly. We went to the living room and she told me what been arranged. I listened open mouthed to the huge sums budgeted for flowers, cake, food and champagne. “Why so much?” I asked. “You wanted it that way ma’am, especially since a lot of your family and friends will be there.” “Family? Ivy’s family is coming? I thought she’s an only child?” I asked. She looked at me in confusion. “You have aunt’s , uncle’s and cousin’s ma’am. They are all coming, so are your friends and business associates “ I felt my heart racing. Bein

Ivy's Pov My phone woke me up the next morning. “Hello?” I answered sleepily. “Ivy, it’s me Tess.” I sat up. “Is something wrong with Grandma?” I asked anxiously, wondering why she had called and so early. “No, she is fine, but your wedding pictures are all over social media. People are talking about nothing else.” “What? That’s impossible. No reporters were allowed at the wedding, how did they get the pictures?” “Someone must have let them in, maybe they paid a servant. Trust me if the paparazzi want something, they get it. Don’t worry, you looked lovely, no one would tell you weren’t Ivy Sullivan. How was your wedding night? Anything interesting?” She asked mischievously. “Nothing. And I’m glad. This isn’t real after all.” “If you say so. I’ve got to get ready for work. I’ll be seeing your grandmother later.” “Give her my love.” I said. I hung up and opened social media. Tess was right. Every blog had the picture of me in my wedding dress, and me k

Ivy's Pov Ivy Sullivan's Fashion house was called Luxury, and her staff were standing around smiling nervously as I entered. I was even more nervous. A young woman stepped forward. From her name tag I saw her name was Lynn. “Congratulations on your wedding Ms. Sinclair. The designs are ready. I know they’ll be just what you wanted.” She said. My legs were wobbling as I followed her to the show room. It was huge and stocked with designer clothes, shoes, and bags. They led me to a section of blouses. “These are the designs we settled on,” Lynn said, holding up two blouses, “silk and satin.” “They are lovely,” I mumbled. “Which do you want us to choose as our summer design?” She asked. “The silk.” I said pointing to one of the blouses. Lynn blinked. “That’s satin ma’am.” “Of course.” I said embarrassed. “The handbag design hasn’t been chosen yet, but I’ve made a list of ideas for you to chose from. Let’s go to your office so I can show you.” Lynn said. We took th

Ivy's Pov “Why? What did I do?” I asked in confusion.“He won’t say.”“I was with him last night and he wasn’t angry with me.”“You were with him last night?" James asked.“You must have said something to upset him.” Victor added.I didn’t. I swear. We were talking and laughing till he left.”“Paul laughed?” James and Victor both asked in surprise.“Yes. He was happy, I don’t know what happened. Maybe I better go and talk to him.” I suggested.“No.” James said, “Leave him for now. Let him calm down.”I nodded and stared at my breakfast, suddenly not hungry. I couldn’t think what I’d done to make Paul upset.“Don’t worry about it,” Victor said, reading my thoughts, “he gets that way sometimes. How about we go see a movie?”“No. Like I said I want to spend today indoors.”I stood up and went outside. The smell of flowers from the beautifully kept garden filled the air. I looked at Paul’s window. The curtain was drawn as usual, but but I wondered if he was looking out at me. I smiled