Chapter 1980


    Chapter 1980


    But this whole mess was Ivy’s fault. The very thought of Nn taking a financial hit because of her


    made guilt gnaw at her conscience. She wrestled with it for ages, but her sense of responsibility won


    out in the end.


    “Alright, Nn, I’ll do it,” Ivy finally agreed, though her voice trembled with uncertainty. “But I can’t


    guarantee they’ll be satisfied with me.”


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    “Don’t worry, you’re a knockout. They’ll be impressed,” Nn assured her with the kind of confidence


    she wished she could borrow. With that, they set a date for the shoot at hispany.


    After hanging up, Ivy’s nerves were jangling like bells.


    Amercial shoot? Was she really up to it?


    And there was another worry – she couldn’t let Balfour know about this. If he got wind of it, he’d be


    miffed for sure. She’d make it a hit-and-run. Do the shoot, ditch the trouble, and then keep Nn at


    arm’s length in the future.


    Nn wasted no time in sending her the script for the ad.


    Wanting to ensure smooth sailing and not to impact Nn’s business, Ivy dove into studying the script


    on her own.


    Luckily, Balfour hadn’t been hometely, giving her a much-needed breather to focus on her own stuff.


    Otherwise, she’d be sneaking around to avoid him.


    Come the day of the shoot, Ivy was up at the crack of dawn, fussing over her appearance before


    heading out.


    “Where are you off to so early, Ivy?” Alyssa called out just as she was about to slip out the door.


    Ivy shed a sheepish grin. “Just some errands, Alyssa. I might not be back for dinner.”


    Alyssa didn’t pry further, just reminded her to be careful and call Quinton if she needed something.


    “Got it! Thanks Alyssa!” With that, Ivy bolted out the door.


    She arrived at the Harris Group on the dot and Nn’s team was already in the lobby waiting for her.


    They knew Ivy was someone special to Nn from the get-go, so they were all standing by


    respectfully. “Miss Dunhill, Mr. Harris is waiting for you upstairs. Please follow me.”


    Ivy followed the staff member, taking the elevator up to the fifth floor.


    The shoot’s set up on this floor. Everyone’s ready. Let’s get you into wardrobe and makeup first, the


    Harris employee exined as they walked.


    Ivy was led into a room where a team of stylists and makeup artists were waiting, surrounded by


    cosmetics and racks of dazzling outfits.


    This is Mr. Harris’s friend, Ivy. She’s all yours now.”


    Once left in the capable hands of the m squad, Ivy was quickly dressed up.


    Nn walked in just as she was finishing up. He looked her over and smiled. “Yeah, that dress is a


    winner on you.”


    “You really think I can pull this off?” Ivy murmured, feeling out of her element as she sat at the makeup


    station.


    Standing behind her, Nn caught her eyes in the mirror and said, “Absolutely. Trust me, you look


    amazing.”


    This must’ve been the umpteenth time Nn hadplimented her.


    The stylists worked their magic swiftly. In no time at all, Ivy was transformed. She could hardly


    recognize herself – she was a far cry from the woman who had walked in earlier.