“I’m no Giselle. I don’t know your past, and as for what you do day-to-day, Mr. Howard, I’m in the dark,”
Ivy said with a hint of frustration.
“I’d appreciate it if you could have Quinton send me a brief. Otherwise, the next time we have to put on
a show in front of Grandma… Well, it could get messy if we slip up.”
The man’s face darkened.
She was playing hard to get now, was she?
“Ha, Ms. Dunhill, if you’d only pay a little more attention to me, you’d know everything there is to know.
But you’re right; we’re alone now, so there’s no need for pretense. Keep to yourself. I’ve got paperwork
to deal with.”
With that, he left without a backward glance, striding straight to his study.
Ivy turned away, picking up the script and flicking through it as if she had not heard him leave. The
room was left with just her, the still air, and the fading scent of Balfour’s cologne.
They both busied themselves with their own tasks, but only Ivy was acutely aware that she had not
turned a single page of the script in ages. Her mind was a mess, consumed with thoughts of him.
“Love across different worlds never ends well.”
That line from the script leaped out at her, perfectly capturing her current plight.
Ivy could not help but laugh bitterly. Her affection for Balfour had always been a quiet flutter in her
heart, and he had not done anything wrong. In fact, he had been nothing but helpful, lending her money
and solving her troubles.
He had not done a single thing wrong. He just… He just did not like her, that’s all.
And most importantly, they were worlds apart-she from a humble background, and he from high
society.
Setting the script aside, Ivy curled into a ball. Her knees pulled up to her chest in anguish.
To him, she was just an actress he had hired.
What was she doing now? Fantasizing he might fall for her?
That was not right, Ivy told herself. It was better to face reality than wait for a ship at the airport that
would never come. She needed to focus on the task at hand and not entertain forbidden thoughts.
After she finished this film, she would have enough to pay him back, right?
Once the contract was over, she could stand tall and support herself, and maybe then she could face
him on equal footing.
“Stay strong, Ivy. You can do this!” She encouraged herself, picking up the script again and diving back
into her studies.
Meanwhile, Balfour sat in his study, frozen in position, puzzled by this woman’s temper, more
unpredictable than the summer’s capricious storms.
Was she unhappy just like that? Really ready to cut ties on a whim?
She was all sweetness and light in front of Alyssa and Giselle, but as soon as they were alone, she
acted like mountains and seas separated them.
Balfour couldn’t pinpoint exactly when he had started to notice every subtle shift in Ivy’s mood.
All he knew was that her coldness was unsettling for him.
This woman, what does she want from me?” He wondered.
The usually decisive businessman found himself plagued with a headache over such a quandary for
the first time.
What complicated matters further was that the more Ivy ignored him, the more he found it impossible to
concentrate on anything else.
He realized he wanted her to maintain the same closeness they had in front of his grandmother, where
he could touch her and breathe in her scent without any reservations.
After acknowledging this shift within himself, Balfour narrowed his eyes, lost in thought for quite some
time..
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