A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas) novel Chapter 200

Chapter 200

Chapter 200

Ivy’s eyes widened, struggling to process the news.

Theresa sniffled. “I know right,” she chuckled dryly. “What rotten luck.”

Ivy didn’t even know what to say. “I…”

“Don’t worry. Let the news sink in,” Theresa said, adjusting herself. She tied her hair neatly and wiped her face. “That’s why I was so mad at that reporter. She kept poking me, asking me questions about the accident, about Wilson. I just couldn’t.”

She rubbed Theresa’s back, allowing the shock to thaw slowly. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.” Theresa said softly. “I’m glad I’m here now.”

Ivy gave her a faint smile, her heart still pounding. She hadn’t expected this. She knew how much Theresa wanted the baby, but knowing it was Wills‘ was just… not it.

But now, it made sense. It explained why Theresa had lashed out at the reporter.

“How’s it out there?” Theresa asked, pulling Ivy from her thoughts. “Are they still trying to have my head?”

“It’s crazy,” Ivy admitted. “There are tons of them. It took a while to get in.”

Theresa groaned. “I bet they’re having a field day, lying about me hitting her.”

Ivy chuckled mirthlessly. “The fact that the video didn’t even show her harassing you before you pushed her is crazy.”

“Being a Stone means growing thick skin,” Theresa said with a shrug. “Public crucifixion isn’t new.”

Ivy’s mind drifted to her discomfort about the Stones and their way of handling things, and she shook it away. Regardless of how rich they were, they were humans–bound to make mistakes, determined to find quick solutions.

Maybe she was just being hard on them.

Theresa took her hand and squeezed them.

Ivy’s cheeks warmed. “I’m sorry. I know I should say something to comfort you.”

Theresa’s grip tightened. “You being here is enough. I’m sorry about earlier.”

Her thoughts shifted to Aunt May, and fresh pain pierced her chest. “I didn’t think Aunt May could do something like that.”

“Not just her, Cheryl too,” Theresa said, then stood slowly. “This baby…”

“You don’t have to make a decision now,” Ivy said, standing too. “The baby is yours too.”

Theresa bit her lip, placing a hand on her stomach. “It’s just weird. I knew there was a chance it could be his. But do I tell him? Do I meet Rita, bond with her child since my baby and hers are half–siblings?”

“Oh, hell no,” Ivy said quickly. “You don’t have to. Wills can no longer make decisions for you. You do you.”

Theresa nodded slowly and began pacing. Ivy gave her the space, knowing how much Theresa needed time to reflect.

After a moment, Theresa stopped and turned. “How was it?”

Ivy raised a brow. “How was what?”

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“Talking to Cheryl. Seeing the baby.”

That caught Ivy off guard. “I don’t know,” she admitted with a sigh. “Part of me wants to help her. But then I remember everything, and I just want her gone.”

It was relieving to say that out loud.

Theresa nodded. “I get the struggle, especially since she used to be your best friend.”

“Yeah.”

Theresa paused. “Would you… be upset if I never spoke to Rita?”

“Oh, T,” Ivy said, stepping closer. “Never. It’s your choice, babe.”

Theresa sighed. “That’s so cool. I really don’t want to. Thank you, Ivy. You’re a good person… even to those who don’t deserve it.”

The compliment nearly brought Ivy to tears. “Thanks for saying that.”

They both laughed.

“Have you told Hector yet?” Ivy asked.

“Not yet. I wish I could see him, but the reporters…”

Ivy nodded. “Yeah.”

“Would you stay a while before leaving? I need the company.”

Warmth spread in Ivy’s chest. “Definitely.”

They hugged before going to find Silas. With Theresa present, Ivy couldn’t talk to Silas privately.

She spent a few hours in the house before leaving in the night. By then, most of the reporters had gone, making it easier to leave.

When Ivy got to Cole’s house, she went straight to bed, thinking about everything that had happened.

The next morning, Ivy was woken by her phone ringing. With a groggy hand, she reached for it.

“Hello,” she mumbled without checking the screen.

“Hi, Ivy.” It was Aaliyah. “Good morning.”

“Morning,” she replied with a yawn.

“How’s the work going?”

“I’m moving to the next stage today. I was busy yesterday,” Ivy confessed.

Aaliyah didn’t hide her disappointment. “I need this, Ivy. Bailey’s not here, and she has stopped answering my calls.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll start today. Everything would be ready soon,” she said, trying to sound as assuring as possible.

She was sure it worked, but Aaliyah said, “Alright, I can’t wait. Thanks, Ivy.”

“You’re welcome. I’ll let you know how it goes.”

relaxed. When she checked her phone, she saw missed calls and a

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“Okay. Bye.”

Once the call ended, Ivy fell back asleep until late afternoon. She woke up more message from Silas, but didn’t reply immediately.

After getting out of bed and getting dressed, her phone chimed with another message.

She checked it this time; it was all messages from Silas.

“I would like to talk.”

“I’m sorry about what you went through yesterday.”

“Can we see? Is 7pm okay? It’s fine if it’s not.”

She only replied to the last message, saying 7pm was fine, before leaving the room.

Down the hallway, she met Cole.

“Hey, love,” he greeted with a smile.

“Hey,” she replied. “How’re you?”

“Awesome. Slept well?” Cole asked.

She nodded. “You?”

“Yeah,” he replied. “Green has been here since morning. He has started helping Cheryl.”

Ivy’s heart leaped. “Oh, nice.”

Cole hestiated. “I… need a favor.”

Ivy lifted her brow. “What kind?”

Cole moved closer. “I know you may not want to hear it, but I need your help with the restaurants. Dad’s photography idea was brilliant.”

Ivy frowned. “Only when I was the only Stone relevant. There’s a lot going-”

“You’re still relevant,” Cole interrupted. “Your work with Aaliyah Salvatore is trending even with all the chaos. Just a few photos, doesn’t matter if they don’t go viral. Please.”

She didn’t overthink it. “Fine. But only after I’m done with my current work.”

Cole’s face brightened up. “Absolutely, ma’am.”

She chuckled.

“Want to check on Green? See his process?” Cole asked.

Ivy wasn’t sure she wanted to start her day with talking to Cheryl, but she nodded. “Sure.”

Cole nodded and led the way upstairs to Geoffrey’s game room.

“Still so cozy,” Ivy said as she entered.

The room hasn’t changed much, except for the new gaming gadget.

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