Chapter 1905: Chapter 1904

Chapter 1904

“Sorry, I don't think I know the person you're talking about. Are you sure you've got the right

person?”

Quinton didn’t show any signs of panic. He pulled out a crisp two hundred-dollar bills and handed it

to Ivy. “He said that you would remember if you saw

this.”

“This is...” Ivy's eyes narrowed as she stared at the slightly crumpled bill, and suddenly, the events of

that morning flashed through her mind.

So, this Mr. Howard was the guy from last night? The man who seemed to have a lot of clout?

And now he was sending someone to find her. It couldn't be to settle scores, could it?

Ivy felt a twinge of fear and glanced over to see Clara's puzzled face.

If she got into with this suit guy now, there was no way last night's escapade would stay a secret.

Clara hadn't gained anything the previous day and was sure to seize this opportunity to make a

scene!

Rather than going home and having Clara spill the beans to their parents, Ivy decided it was better

to see what this Balfour wanted.

"Alright, Ill go with you.”

Under Clara's baffled gaze, Ivy followed Quinton to his car and the car quickly drove off.

Clara watched the luxury car disappear, envy bubbling inside her, yet she was utterly confused. How

does Ivy know someone with a fancy car like that? “Clara, was that Ivy who just came by? I swear I

heard her voice!” Tessa emerged from the house, only to find Clara standing alone at the door. Clara

snapped back to reality, nodded, and said with a hint of sarcasm, “Yeah, she was here but got

whisked away by a man.”

"Whisked away by a man?” Tessa's face clouded with concern. “Which man? She didn't come home

last nigh, and now she’s gone again just after getting back?”

Clara scoffed and stepped inside. “What else could it be? A girl not coming home after a night out is

obviously up to no good with some guy! I saw her get into a luxury car with a married man.

Probably off to be some rich guy's mistress! Tessa, you really should keep a better eye on my sister.

Let her not get into such disgraceful situations!”

"A mistress? Ivy would never..." Tessa looked at her, with disbelief etched on her face, finding it hard

to believe her daughter would do such a thing. “Impossible, Ivy's never even had a boyfriend, how

could she...”

Just then, Finn Dunhill descended the stairs, catching the tail end of Tessa's words. “What's going

on? What about Ivy?"

“Dad, Ivy's become some rich man’s mistress. She probably won't be coming home anymore.” Clara

lied with ease, secretly thrilled at the thought of Ivy coming back to a scolding.

Finn was usually busy with work and didn't involve himself much with home affairs, but he valued

family reputation above all and despised such scandalous behavior.

“What? She's become a mistress for whom? A daughter of our family can't be involved in such

indecency!” Finn's stern gaze fell on Tessa.

Tessa, knowing her husband was angry and feeling her own lack of standing in the household,

quickly adopted an indignant tone. “Oh! It's my fault for not disciplining her. When she gets back,

we need to teach her a lesson!”

Ivy was oblivious to Clara's machinations back home. She rode in Quinton’s car to a posh suburban

neighborhood, pulling up in front of a grand villa. “Ivy, get out. Mr. Howard is waiting for you

inside.”

It wasn't until she was standing at the villa's entrance that Ivy truly began to feel nervous. She had

no idea what or who awaited her inside.

Taking a deep breath, Ivy stepped forward and rang the doorbell.