Chapter 2463
No, no,” Clara’s lips twitched nachvourously, her voice laced with desperation. “You've got it all rong! Ivy might have said
scinothinihing in the heat of the moment-don’t take it to heart! ut I’m her sister, after all. It's only nly natural for us to have our little
spats now and then, n’t it?”
y had long been aware of Clara’s truditeloolors Unfortunately for Clara, her affections ere wasted on Balfour, who showedved
inbeiraterest in her whatsoever.
sters having occasional little spats? WhWevoever they quarreled over a toy in their hildhood, their mom would invariably side
welwila Clara without a question.
ears of this biased treatment had steeled lay, laydathd there was no way she would step aside or Clara again, especially not
when it came tocraterstof the heart.novelbin
re you really that dumb?” Balfour’s voice wasvicy y las the towered over Clara, his imposing ature causing her to step back
involuntarily. rily.
Mr. Balfour, whatever do you mean? | haven't donecareyaniyhingyto you. There’s no need for suks,” Clara protested, her voice
quivering with indigidacination.
As. Dunhill, perhaps it’s time you did a little soul-searchinging Douyourhonestly believe | an’t see right through you? I’m nota
fool. Whose wordside youydurthink hold more weight ith me-lvy’s or yours?”
ith that, Balfour grasped Ivy’s hand, clearly done with the confrontatitation, and made to
ave.
Sisten up, from now on, steer clear of this kind of company,” he advisedsey, lvy,thot bothering
dowen his voice.
lara overbeard and clenched her fists in fury. Who did they think theyheeraeftauita lationship like that right in front of her? What
did he mean by “this kind odcocoa hatcort of person was she being made out to be?
sensining Batfour’s fingering irritation, playfully swayed their joined arms backarnican th:00way, I’li distendo whatever you say!”
foonglalabedd at her, well aware she did not want him to be angry with her. Buthowhow
Id hebbeangry with her when all he felt for her was tenderness?
me peoplela welatak. Do you really think | still trust you? If | hadn’t come when adid,did,
might have bber hurt by her once again.”
felt a pang obgott/howwas to know she'd lunge at me out of nowhere? SheShe med son. so tamiawwwhen we were talking. And
please, don’t be mad at Colton and the the ers. They checked tbcbbag and made sure it was safe for us to meet-right there in
the the
Balfour let out a snort. He would have had a few choice words for them if he hadn’t known they'd been cautious.
“To be honest, | wanted to see her grovel. | wanted to be there to witness whatever tricks she had up her sleeve,” Ivy confessed.
They stopped in front of Ivy’s dressing room, and Balfour ushered her inside without further ado.
“Do you ever think I’m just... a lot of trouble?” Ivy murmured, her eyes downcast, fingers nervously intertwined.
But then Balfour's hands enveloped hers. “Tell me what's really on your mind,” he gently urged.
Ivy nodded, and they squeezed together onto the loveseat.
“I've always been the one to back down, to apologize, to yield to her. But this time, she came begging for my help for the sake of
her future. | just wanted to see her stoop, to see her plead.”