Chapter 32 0 Ivy shifted in her seat , turning toward them , doing her best to hide her discomfort . " Hi , Vivian . Hello , Martha , " Ivy said cautiously . " How are you doing ? " Vivian stepped forward , smiling politely . " Good . It's been awhile , Ivy . How've you- " Martha cut Vivian off , shoving her aside gently . " You still didn't answer me , what are you doing here ? " Martha hadn't given Ivy any problem throughout her marriage to Mason .

Her only problem was that she didn't care about anybody else but her son . Ivy had always kept her distance , and there had never been any direct issue between them . This was why Martha's accusatory tone surprised Ivy . " I'm here to see Mr. Laurent , " Ivy replied gingerly . Martha stepped closer , her gaze narrowing as she looked Ivy over from head to toe . " And why would Mr. Laurent want to- " " I'm sure Ivy has her reasons , " Vivian smoothly interrupted Martha . " Let's leave her to it .

" Ivy gave Vivian a grateful nod as she led Martha away . Monica , who had been quietly observing the exchange , finally spoke . " Who were those two ? " Ivy sighed , she could feel a dull headache forming . " The older woman in blue is Martha , my ex - mother - in - law . The younger one is Vivian . Her mom and Martha are friends ." " Oh , " Monica said , sounding unimpressed . " What's with the attitude ? " " I wish I knew ." Ivy said , leaning into her seat .

She and Vivian had never really been close , but they weren't hostile either . Ivy had spent time with her at events hosted by Martha or ones Mason forced her to attend . Vivian was always polite and respectful , unlike her mother , who gossips all day with Martha . " Well , I don't like her ," Monica said firmly . Ivy chuckled , but her amusement faded quickly at the thought of having to deal with Mason again if his mother told him she spotted her .

She had barely relaxed when Francis Laurent's office door opened , and Cheryl stepped out . Dressed in a bright yellow gown that highlighted her already protruding belly , Cheryl's eyes darkened when she saw Ivy . " What the hell are you doing here ? " she snapped , marching toward her . Ivy stood , her eyes challenging . " I should ask you the same . Last I checked , this office wasn't reserved for only you . " Cheryl's eyes widened but she quickly composed herself .

" It doesn't surprise me that you're here . You probably came to spread your legs for Mr. Laurent , just like you trapped Silas Stone , " she sneered . Ivy laughed at the accusation. " I must have learned from the best , Cheryl . After all , isn't that how you trapped Mason ? " Ivy's tone was harsh but she didn't care . Cheryl had it coming . She looked Cheryl all over in disgust . She couldn't believe she'd almost sacrificed her life for this betrayer . Cheryl folded her arms smugly .

" Well , you did a terrible job taming him . That's why he's getting married again in barely a year . " The words hit Ivy harder than she'd expected , and Cheryl noticed . She stepped closer , her eyes widened with malice . " Oh , don't act like you can't guess why I'm here . I'm shopping for my wedding dress , and my delightful mother - in - law is more than willing to help me . " Ivy blinked at Cheryl's words . Cheryl knew how Mason had begged Martha to accompany Ivy for her wedding fitting .

Of course , Martha had refused . Now here she was , happily aiding Cheryl for her son's second marriage . The thought burned . The door behind Cheryl opened and thankfully , Francis Laurent peeked , his voice calm and professional . " Ms. Stone ? " Ivy seized the opportunity to compose herself as Monica held her bag . She walked up to Cheryl , leaning in . " Let's just hope your marriage lasts as long as rnine did . Otherwise , you'll be back to square one .

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" 1/3 11:53 AM Chapter 32 Without another look , she walked away , heading towards Francis ' office . Inside the bright room , Ivy exhaled deeply before sitting down . " Are you alright ? " Monica whispered , concern evident in her voice . " Yes . " Ivy nodded . Francis extended his hand warmly . " Ms. Stone , lovely to meet you . Congratulations on your upcoming wedding ." " Thank you , " Ivy said , crossing her legs under the mahogany table .

" Your husband already briefed me , " Francis continued . " I have ten designs for you to choose from ." " That sounds wonderful , " Ivy said excitedly . Francis pulled a large catalog from beneath the table and slid it toward her . " Take your time ." Ivy's eyes lit , overwhelmed by the designs before her . She beckoned Monica closer . " This is stunning , " Monica said , pointing to the first dress . It was a white gown with a line of sequins and crystals arranged on it .

Its train was long and satin , and Ivy could tell it would be luxuriously soft . " I like it too , " Ivy murmured , admiring the picture before turning the page . The next dress was grey , shorter but still embedded with shiny stones . Ivy kept checking all the outfits until she settled on the eighth one . She briefly checked the other two , just to be sure she had made the right choice . " I think this is it , " Ivy told Monica , who giggled .

" This is the one ." Her gown , the wedding dress she was going to wear to marry Silas , was exquisite , adorned with diamonds that would definitely shimmer under the light . " Is this it ? " Francis asked . Ivy nodded . " Yes , it is . " " Excellent choice , Ms. Stone ! " Francis cheered , rising from his chair . " I'll take you to the fitting room for your measurements . Your dress will be delivered in no time ." Ivy stood up , beaming from ear to ear . " Thank you so much , Mr. Laurent .

I really appreciate this . " " You're welcome , " he smiled , leading them toward the door . Ivy and Monica followed him , giggling with excitement . They followed him downstairs and were about to turn the corner when Cheryl appeared from nowhere . " Mr. Laurent ," she called , her lips pursed . Francis rolled his eyes and turned to her . " I've already told you , miss , there's no available slot until after six months . " " But I can't wait . My wedding is in a month ! " Cheryl protested .

" Then go somewhere else , " he said , and Monica laughed . Cheryl turned to her , then noticed Ivy . " You … you … what are you doing here ? " she asked , her face flushing pink with embarrassment . " None of your business , " Ivy replied . " Mr. Laurent , she can't be here , " Cheryl fired , her tone flaring . Francis turned to Cheryl , his voice hard . " I won't let you insult my esteemed client . " Cheryl's face went pale . " You would take her , but not me ?

" 2/3 11:53 AM Chapter 32 That's none of your busines ! Francis snapped . He turned to Ivy . " Let's go . Ms. Stone . " Before Ivy could follow , Martha and Vivian appeared behind Cheryl " What's going on here ? Martha asked in a loud voice , gathering attention from nearby shoppers . Francis's face flushed with embarrassment " Please , you need to leave . " " He won't sell to me , but he's selling to Ivy , Cheryl said bitterly , her tone filled with resentment " Why , Mr. Laurent ?

" Martha sneered . " Cheryl is more important than this … this woman . " She pointed to Ivy . " Mind your language ! " Monica snapped , raising her hand . " Or what ? " Martha shot back . " Let's just calm down , " Vivian urged , stepping between them . " Monica , you don't need this , " Ivy said at the same time Vivian spoke . Francis was already red from head to toe . " Security ! " " You terrible woman ! " Cheryl shrieked . Martha approached Monica , Cheryl lunged at Ivy .

Vivian got in between thern . And then all hell broke loose . 3/8