Chapter 2349


    Chapter 2349


    For days, Ivy had managed to avoid Balfour’s gaze. But now, his eyes were fixed on her with an


    intensity that made her own flicker with irritation.


    “Do you not miss me at all?” B’alfour asked with a brazenness that made Ivy’s blood boil.


    How dare he? Ivy thought, her anger trembling through her. After spending a cozy night. with Mara, he


    had the audacity to show up here, trying to y the field. Ivy finally looked up, her eyes meeting


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    Balfour’s reflection in the mirror.


    “Mr. Howard, I must say, this is a side of you I’ve never seen before. Even if our rtionship is nothing


    but a business arrangement, I’d appreciate it if you’d show some respect. I am not some floozy you can


    toy with. If you insist on such behavior, I might just have to terminate our contract early!”


    Balfour, furrowing his brow, couldn’t quite grasp what Ivy was getting at, but he understood enough to


    know she was considering ending things between them. In a re of rage, he grabbed her chin, forcing


    her to face him. “What did you just say? Say that again! Have you gotten too proud, Ivy? I’ve cleared


    your debts, and now you’re ready to prance back to your lofty acting career? What am I to you? A fool


    to be yed with? If I were you, I would face reality and not live my pitiful life clinging to both pride and


    desires.” His words were a bitter sneer, mocking her pride and her life.


    Ivy, pained by his grip and his harsh words, closed her eyes tightly. She didn’t want to see this side of


    Balfour, and as she felt hershes dampen, Balfour stepped back, regretting the words that had spilled


    out without thought at the prospect of her leaving. He didn’t understand why he’d lost control.


    “I get it, Mr. Howard. You don’t have to remind me. I know what I owe you. My earnings from this


    uing film should cover a good chunk. Rest assured, as soon as the studio pays out, I’ll transfer


    the money to your ount. You don’t have to worry about me not paying back, or clinging to you.”


    Ivy’s voice was calm, but there was an underlying tension as Balfour listened, his forehead creased.


    He hadn’te here to have this conversation, and now his pride prevented him from consoling her-


    especially since she was the one who’d mentioned ending their rtionship.


    “It’s good you understand. The important thing now is to heal your ankle. Being this skinny, you’ll hurt


    yourself even more. If you don’t gain some weight, I’ll just have to take you back.”


    Ivy’s head snapped up in anger. Was she not even free to choose where she lived? She had no


    intention of returning to a ce where she’d be caught in an endless cycle of jealousy with Mara. She


    refused to let her emotions be controlled by them.


    “Why should you decide? I’m perfectly fine here. I’ll live wherever I want to live!”


    Balfour, hearing the fury in her retort, felt his good intentions misinterpreted. He scoffed at her, “Look at


    you, all downtrodden, as if you’ve racked up millions in debt overnight. You can’t even take care of


    yourself. If you’re not capable, then it’s my responsibility to look after you. What does it matter where


    you stay?”