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"Can you hear yourself? You do know that he's related to me right and you want to get to know him. What is wrong with you Scarlet. Couldn't you have found someone else to play with? Are you insane?" "Please stop it, Ivy. I know who he is and that's why I agreed to date him and he's my boyfriend,' "What...You are what, boyfriend. You mean, him,' I pointed at him. "Yes, him. He's my boyfriend and I know that, he's your Step Brother and besides everyone knows who he is to your Mom. What's the big deal there?' "And, you wanted to do nonsense with him and you came here with him because you know who he is.'

"That's the strange part. We can track Ivy-Gen Global back to three years ago when it exploded onto the scene in Canada. But before that... it's like she vanished. No tax records, no travel logs, nothing. She was a ghost and then suddenly, bam, she just shows up with billions." "Nobody just 'becomes' a billionaire, Mark. Someone helped her." "Well, maybe it was the boyfriend," Mark replied, scrolling through a new file. "The tabloids are obsessed with her private life. She’s not married, but she’s been seen with a man named Ethan. He’s as mysterious as she is. We can't find a single solid lead on his background, but he’s clearly powerful." My chest tightened. A boyfriend. I shouldn't have ca

So I had to sacrifice this chance so I could get another, hopefully soon because I was running out of time. "Wait!" Black Ivy called out as I was about to turn away from her. "Why did you lie that your boyfriend was a dude called, 'Mitch?" That question was something I didn't need to think for a second to answer because it was a situation that anyone would believe within a heartbeat, unfortunately. "He's Atlas Sharpe, and I am me! Our relationship isn't exactly something I would want out there. The paparazzi and reporters can be brutal in writing their news and articles, you know." I said, feeling a dull ache in my chest.

"I need to check something. I'll be back," Lisa said without meeting his gaze. She didn't want him to know she was being jealous. "Okay, I'm waiting for you," Jessie said with a smile. Ivy, observing them, looked at him with a funny expression. "Don't tell me you bought that funny story she just told you. What's going on between the both of you?" She asked. "She's my girlfriend," Ivy told her with a proud smile plastered on his face. "Idiot! Little wonder she is jealous. You should go after her," Ivy advised.

I added. “Wow,” Serena replied, a wide smile plastered across her face. “So why didn’t you guys date back then?” She asked. What was wrong with our sisters? What were they trying to do? I shrugged my shoulders, leaning back into the wooden chair. I opened my mouth to respond but Ivy beat me to it. “I had a boyfriend.” I held back a scoff. Ivy knew what she was doing. She did that on purpose. I nodded. “Yes, she had a boyfriend,” I repeated, my voice neutral.

I asked, staring at Emile for an answer. "It's David." She said and gave me her phone. I took it and my eyes landed on a picture. I blinked. David was kissing another lady. David was Ivy's boyfriend. The guy she had been dating right from her secondary school days. They met here on campus again and I needed no one to tell me that Ivy really loved him. Even if she cared less about people and behaved anyhow she wanted. She doesn't use David to play. Never had she. "Guys are cruel." Ivy voiced out and sat down.

Ivy said, looking a little sheepish. Chloe's eyes widened in shock. "You mean the one you spent the night with?" she asked incredulously. Ivy nodded. "Yes, that's the one." Chloe took a deep breath and shook her head. "I can't believe it," she said. "This is crazy." Ivy sighed. "And there's more. He has a girlfriend," she said, looking down at the floor. Chloe's expression remained silent for a moment before she finally spoke. "Wow," she said simply.

"You know you're always welcome, Ivy, and I missed you. But I wasn't expecting you in my room this early." Ivy gave a dramatic roll of her eyes. "I got back last night. Went to see Mom and Dad first thing. Came here this morning, thinking you'd be at the office, but then I saw you coming in with... her." Her eyes darted toward Iris, who stood quietly beside Ryan, looking slightly uncomfortable under Ivy's cold gaze. "Who is she, Ryan?" Ivy's voice was dripping with disdain. "Your newest plaything?" Ryan stiffened, shooting Iris a quick, apologetic glance before answering. "Ivy, this is Iris, my.... my fiancée."

"And then somehow that led me here." "Kayel," she said, still laughing softly. "And you're his best friend." "Life is a circle," he said. "What," I said, "is happening." Ivy turned to me and there it was, that unguarded face, not fully closed off yet, still warm at the edges from laughing. "He's been dating Stephanie," she said. "My best friend. For years. On and off." She looked between us. "He's basically already family."

Ivy let him, one arm looped around his waist, the other holding her own coffee. Aiden stared at the boy. Then at Ivy. There was no ring on her finger or a tan line where one might have been. No mention of a husband, a partner, or anyone. His stomach tightened. "You're... married?" he asked. Ivy's eyes met his. Something unreadable flashed there. "No," she said. "Never have been." Aiden nodded. He didn't know what to do with the relief that crashed through him, so he just stared at the coffee cup in his hands.