At that moment, his face was an ashen shade of rage.
âWhere did this murderer come from? We canât believe you just because you claim to be our starâs mother. Even if you were her birth mother, you have no right to cause chaos on my set.
And the way you attacked her was like you wanted her dead. How can someone like you even deserve to be called a mother?
Forget about her words. Just take her away and hand her over to the cops. Let them grill her. How can such a hellcat be Ivyâs mother?â
The director was holding back a storm inside. He truly didnât know who Tessa was, but his words dripped with sarcasm.
Did she really think she could get away with assaulting her own daughter like that?
He hadnât delved into Ivyâs backstory, and he certainly never imagined she had a mother like this.
Balfour arrived faster than the ambulance.
As soon as he got to the set, he slammed his car door and hurried over.
Seeing Ivy lying on the ground, his heart twisted in anguish.
He scanned the crowd and spotted a woman. She was clutching a handbag but looking a bit disheveled.
The crew members around her were on high alert.
âWho did this?â he asked.
Colton pointed at Tessa. Though Tessa had never seen Balfour before, she could sense. from his aura that he was a man of wealth and power.
Just as she was about to butter him up, Balfour, without a shred of merey, took off his wristwatch and slapped her with it.
The slap resonated, silencing everyone on set.
Everyone lowered their heads to pretend they hadnât seen Balfourâs swift act of justice.
âThatâs for Ivy,â he said. His voice was cold as ice.
As the siren of the ambulance echoed in the background, Balfour didnât spare Tessa another glance, gently lifting Ivy into his arms.
But Tessa, accustomed to her privileges, was not one to take such an insult lying down. In her rage, she failed to recognize who Balfour was.
Seizing his wrist, she demanded, âWho do you think you are? Is this how you respect an elder?
What kind of upbringing did you have? Did your parents teach you nothing?â
Everyone around tensed up upon hearing Tessaâs words. This woman truly had a death wish by poking at Balfourâs sore spot.
Everyone knew that Balfour, the CEO of the Howard Group, had a no-go zone regarding his parents.
Yet here she was, berating Balfourâs own parents, calling out their supposed lack of manners.
Balfour just scoffed, âWho I am doesnât matter. What matters is that youâre never going to have an easy life again.â
With those words, he pulled away from her grasp and carried Ivy off with purpose.
Colton jogged to catch up and shot a look to the assistant, âStay here; make sure the cops take that woman in before you leave. Contact me if anything comes up.â
Once he heard the assistantâs confirmation, Colton felt at ease. A woman like that needed to learn a lesson, thinking she could get violent just because she was Ivyâs mother, showing absolutely no compassion.
Seeing Balfourâs reaction, it was clear he already knew the kind of person Ivyâs mother was.
That slap, though harsh, seemed to satisfy everyone on set.