Chapter 2065

“I’m no Giselle. I don’t know your past, and as for what you do day-to-day, Mr. Howard, I’m in the dark,” Ivy said with a hint of frustration.

“I’d appreciate it if you could have Quinton send me a brief. Otherwise, the next time we have to put on a show in front of Grandma… Well, it could get messy if we slip up.”

The man’s face darkened.

She was playing hard to get now, was she?

“Ha, Ms. Dunhill, if you’d only pay a little more attention to me, you’d know everything there is to know. But you’re right; we’re alone now, so there’s no need for pretense. Keep to yourself. I’ve got paperwork to deal with.”

With that, he left without a backward glance, striding straight to his study.

Ivy turned away, picking up the script and flicking through it as if she had not heard him leave. The room was left with just her, the still air, and the fading scent of Balfour’s cologne.

They both busied themselves with their own tasks, but only Ivy was acutely aware that she had not turned a single page of the script in ages. Her mind was a mess, consumed with thoughts of him.

across different worlds never

leaped out at her, perfectly capturing her current plight.

bitterly. Her affection for Balfour had always been a quiet flutter in her heart, and he had not done anything wrong. In fact, he had been nothing but helpful,

done a single thing wrong. He just… He just did not

from a

curled into a ball. Her knees pulled up to her

was just an actress

doing now? Fantasizing he might fall

herself. It was better to face reality than wait for a ship at the airport that would never come. She needed to

this film, she would have enough to pay him

support herself, and maybe then she could face him

Ivy. You can do this!” She encouraged herself, picking

Balfour sat in his study, frozen in position, puzzled by this woman’s temper, more unpredictable than the

unhappy just like that? Really ready to

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