Chapter 40 After that awkward breakfast with Silas , Ivy made her way upstairs to prepare for the photoshoot . She was barely up when Monica called her . " Yes ? " Ivy turned toward Monica's voice . " Please , I need a favor from you , " Monica said , sounding out of breath . Ivy's stomach churned . " What is it ? " " I need your account details . Someone wants to send me something , and I don't have- " Ivy didn't let her finish . " It's okay , you can have it .

" She rattled off the account number . " You're such a darling , Ivy , " Monica beamed with a warm smile . " I'm coming up now to get you ready for your outing . " " Okay . " Ivy smiled and resumed climbing the stairs . Once in her room , Ivy sat on the bed , her mind racing . Why had Silas asked her those personal questions about her and Mason ? It wasn't that she had a problem talking about it ; she'd actually thought it was a perfect opportunity to learn more about him.

But when he brought up her father , it had unsettled her . She couldn't make sense of her father's reactions . First , he'd been upset about her giving Mason her inheritance , then suddenly his anger shifted to her marriage to Silas . She could bet he had said something awful to Silas , but as sweet as Silas was , he wouldn't say it . Her phone buzzed , snapping her from her thoughts . It was a credit alert . She opened the message and her eyes widened . 200 million dollars .

How the hell had Monica arranged for someone to send her that ? Then she panicked hoping Monica hadn't used her account for something illegal . Just then , Monica knocked and entered . " Are you ready to get dressed ? Mr. Stone is waiting . " " Your money came through , " Ivy said , her eyes studying Monica's reaction . Monica giggled as she stepped closer . " Actually , it's yours . Mr. Stone asked me to get your details . I didn't know how to tell you . I'm sorry ." Ivy's eyes widened again .

" What ? Mine ? " " Yes , " Monica said . " What happened ? " " It's …. it's too much , " Ivy stammered . " I wasn't expecting anything . " Monica laughed softly . " You're a billionaire's wife . That's how you get spoiled . I bet it's up to a hundred million ." " Way more than that ! " Ivy exclaimed . " Lucky you then , " Monica chuckled . " Let's go get ready . We don't want to keep your husband waiting . " Ivy blushed as she stood up from the bed .

She walked to the closet , allowing Monica to pick out her clothes . " This should do , " Monica said , laying out a beige Prada jumpsuit . She then picked small diamond earrings , its necklace , black heels , and a Valentino bag . Soon , Monica had Ivy's hair fixed in a sleek updo , and in no time , she was ready . Ivy clutched her bag tightly as she made her way outside . A black car was waiting with its door already opened .

She climbed in , Silas was already there waiting patiently by the looks of it . He lifted his head from his phone when she entered . " Ready ? " " Yes , " she nodded . " Start the car , Victor , " he said to his driver . Ivy kept her distance , trying not to be too close to him . 1/3 0 Chapter 40 " Did you get the transaction ? " he asked , his hazel eyes lighting up with a smile . Ivy swallowed and averted her gaze . " Yes , but it was unnecessary . " " Unnecessary ?

" She heard the surprise in his tone . " I just wanted to give you some- " Yes , " she cut him off . " Just after I told you about my inheritance ? " He sighed . " It was a gift . You're always so difficult with gifts . " " I'm not , " she said firmly . " I like gifts . I just don't like … when it's out of pity ." Silas placed his hand on her thigh , causing her to tremble slightly as she looked at him . " Nothing I ever do for you is out of pity . I enjoy giving you things . " " Why ?

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" she asked in a small voice , daring not to move from his touch . " Because , " he said , stroking her thigh , " I like … gifting you . " His hand on her thigh blocked all other thoughts in her head . She held her breath , aware of the heat on her cheeks and between her legs . Thankfully , he removed his hand , and she let out a strained breath , pressing her legs together to suppress the heat . " Here , " Silas said , dropping a small box on her lap . " Open it , " he encouraged .

Ivy bit her lip as she opened the box . Inside was a diamond - studded wristwatch . " It's a Cartier , " he said proudly . She shook her head . " I can't take this . " " Oh , come on , " he laughed , taking the watch and wearing it for her . " Beautiful ." Ivy smiled as she admired the watch . " It is . Thank you . " It was when she looked into his eyes that she realized he wasn't talking about the watch . Her blush deepened , and she quickly looked away . " You're welcome , " he murmured .

" I want you to wear it for the shoot . And this too . " He pulled out another box . Ivy's breath caught at the gesture . This was too much for her . " Oh , Silas … " " Shh , just take it . It suits you , " he said gently , pushing the box toward her . " Thank you , Silas " she said softly , gratitude swelling in her heart . He chuckled , looking pleased with her reaction . " You're welcome . " Ivy looked away , her heart pounding from the gift .

She was grateful , even though she knew it was too much . " Rosie's not in charge of your styling this time , " he said , breaking her thoughts . " I figured you two need your space . " She nodded , gratefully by his thoughtfulness . " So , who is it ? " " Aaliyah Salvatore . Another wonderful stylist in the country , " he said , winking at her . " You'll like her . " Ivy adjusted her hair behind her ear and avoided his eyes , " Okay .

" For an instant , she thought he had looked away , but when she raised her head , she found him staring at her . " My dear Ivy … " he began softly , but was interrupted by Victor . " We're here , boss , " Victor said . Silas's eyes lingered on her before he cleared his throat . " Ready ? " Ivy bit her lip , her cheeks burning . " Yes , " she nodded . 2/3 Chapter 40 He helped her out of the car , holding her hands . They walked into the building .

A receptionist led them to the white room where some members were stationed , A young lady walked up to them . " Good morning , Mr and Mrs Stone ," she greeted . " Good morning , " Ivy replied . " Ms. Salvatore is on her way, " she said to Ivy . " We'd like for you to begin your hair and makeup before she gets here . " Alright . " " If you'll follow me , please , " the lady said , and Ivy waved at Silas as she followed her .

She led Ivy to the previous room where she had had her makeup and hair done . When the lady pushed the door open , Ivy was surprised to see Sally and Xia . " Mrs. Stone ! " Sally exclaimed , running to hug her , " I thought we'd never see you again ." " Hey , Sally ," Ivy returned the hug , " You have fifty minutes , " the lady said before leaving . " Please tell me it's not the other Mrs. Stone styling you today ? " Sally said , leading Ivy to the seat .

" Oh , it's not , " Ivy said with relief . " It's Aaliyah Salvatore . " " Damn ! " Xia exclaimed . Ivy turned to them . " What ? " " Seems you're unlucky with your stylists , " Sally said , shaking her head . " Aaliyah Salvatore dated your husband before , and apparently , she still has a thing for him . I can't imagine being styled by my husband's ex . " 3/8