The Kiss that Sparked it All

Chapter 1929

Stepping just outside the private room, Balfour flicked his lighter and lit up a cigarette. The hazy smoke swirled around him, and for a moment, Ivy’s face seemed to appear before his eyes.

Balfour chuckled at himself mockingly. Was he actually starting to see things just because of what Zephyr had said earlier?

Halfway through his cigarette, he turned around, intending to get some fresh air by the window when something felt off. He looked back.

This time, without the smoke blurring his vision, he could see clearly. It was indeed Ivy!

The door to the opposite room was ajar. Through the crack, he could see Ivy holding a wine glass, toasting an older man. They were standing very close to each other, and from Balfour’s angle, their gestures seemed overly intimate.

Ivy?

Ha! She was just a woman who would do anything for money. He had obviously thought too highly of her before. Balfour snorted, squinting as he pulled out his phone and dialed Ivy’s number.

When the phone rang, Ivy was in the middle of a toast. Seeing Balfour’s call, she set down her glass and muttered an excuse before moving aside to answer, “Hello, Mr. Howard.”

“Where are you?”

the leering old man beside her, suddenly filled with shame, not wanting Balfour to know about the messy

having dinner with a friend. I’ll be home

friend? Really?” Balfour’s voice was tinged with a

be a bit

cigarette beneath his foot and returning to his

puzzled by the timing of Balfour’s

it

truly didn’t want to make, but Vincent didn’t seem like he would let her leave easily. She had no choice but

to you,” she said, clinking glasses with him and forcing down another gulp of wine, fighting back her revulsion.

up; it looked like they

to grab her hand. “Ivy, you’re so beautiful. Have you

you doing?” Ivy quickly withdrew her hand and stepped back, visibly uncomfortable. “Vincent, stop it. I’m just here to apologize on behalf of my sister.”