The Kiss that Sparked it All

Chapter 2115

Ivy’s tears cascaded down her cheeks, the swollen skin tingling with each droplet. Balfour reached for a tissue and tenderly dabbed at the wet trails on her face.

“Are you gonna go off on your own again next time? If you’d just let me arrange a ride for you, none of this would have happened!” Ivy locked eyes with him, her vision blurred by tears. She could not make out his expression, but she felt the worry behind his harsh tone.

“I… I just didn’t want to be a bother…”

Her fingers clung to the hem of his shirt, unwilling to let go.

“How is this a bother? You, of all people… Forget it. You’ve learned your lesson, right?”

Ivy nodded obediently.

Balfour soothed, “it’s okay now. Thank goodness you used that emergency credit card I gave you. It tipped me off that something was wrong. You’ve never used it before, so I knew something was up when a million dollars suddenly went missing. Especially when your phone was off, I realized it was serious.”

I was loaded, struck a deal so they wouldn’t lay a hand on me, and even managed to get the mastermind

still seethed with anger, “I never would have guessed that it was my own

the shock that without Clara, none of this day’s terror would have existed. “Clara?” Balfour furrowed his brow. He had been so focused on Ivy that he had not paid attention to the others. It was a shock to learn that Ivy’s sister from the Dunhill family was behind it all. What kind of grudge could

much sisterly love from her, but I never thought to hurt her. I don’t understand what I did to make her hate me so much…”

her demeanor helpless and confused.

real perpetrator was a deep psychological blow. If it had just been some thugs, she could have blamed their greed. But Clara had claimed hate and accused. Ivy of stealing everything from her.

Had she really done something wrong?

Ivy’s chin, making her

people like that. She needs to face the legal consequences of her actions today. Don’t go easy on her. Pursue it to

arms, adjusting her into a comfortable

this stuff.

found herself enveloped by Balfour’s familiar scent. It calmed her, and

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