Quinton chimed in with an exasperated tone, “It was a middle-aged couple going head-to-head with the
cops, insisting their daughter hadn’t done anything wrong. They demanded she be released on the
spot.”
Balfour, who had little patience for drama, steadied Ivy’s shoulders and pushed forward, eager to get
away from the scene.
Ivy had not really paid much attention to their previous conversation, but before they had made it more
than a few steps, a woman suddenly charged at them.
“You little troublemaker, you’re here too? Causing chaos at home is one thing, but now you’ve gone
and gotten your sister locked up at the station. You can’t live without stirring up trouble, can you?”
The woman was none other than Tessa.
Finn trailed a few steps behind her, his face a mask of anger when he spotted Ivy. “Ivy, you ungrateful
child! It’s one thing to disrespect me and your mother, but what has your sister ever done to you? If she
ends up with a record because of you, you’ve ruined her life!”
Ivy dodged slightly, her brow furrowed. Seeing them, she felt nothing but a headache coming on.
She had predicted her parents’ reaction to the news-accustomed as she was to their habitual neglect
and blame.
Confronted with this scene, Ivy felt almost indifferent, listening to their accusations with a detached
silence, not uttering a single word in response.
But Balfour was unfamiliar with Ivy’s parents. As parents themselves, they were pointing fingers at their
own daughter, victim Ivy, their hands nearly poking her forehead.
“Speak with your words, not your hands,” Balfour, a tall and imposing figure, swatted Tessa’s hand
away.
She yelped and stumbled back several steps, clutching her hand.
Finn, supporting his wife, eyed Balfour warily, intimidated by his commanding presence. “Who are you?
This is a family matter, so I’d appreciate it if you, a stranger, would back off!”
Balfour pulled Ivy close. His gaze on Finn was one of scorn mixed with authority. “Who I am is none of
your business, but she matters to me! I suggest you talk to her properly.”
Tessa was sizing up this man of distinguished presence.
He was different from the average Joe-not just in stature but also in demeanor.
Her gaze inadvertently fell on the watch wrapped around Balfour’s wrist, a piece so exquisite that
money could not simply buy it.
What was most concerning to her was that his hand rested on Ivy’s waist. What was his relationship
with Ivy, and how had he taken an interest in her?
Tessa, puzzled even though Ivy was her daughter, spoke with an air of authority. “Excuse me, this is a
family issue, and I’d appreciate it if you, an outsider, wouldn’t interfere.
Ivy, you see me and your father and can’t even acknowledge us? Is that any way for a daughter to
behave?” Tessa straightened up, the maternal card being played to pressure Ivy.
“So, you meet a rich man, and now you don’t even recognize your own parents?”
Tessa never cared if her words had a negative impact on Ivy; after all, in her eyes, only Clara and her
father mattered.
What was her own daughter to her? If she had known Ivy would be a girl, Tessa probably would not
have hesitated to terminate the pregnancy, Ivy thought bitterly to herself.
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