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The Kiss that Sparked it All

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Chapter 2141

“Colton, what’s the deal here? Are you seriously taking her side?

She went and put tacks in Diana’s boots. You think she wouldn’t cover her tracks?”

“Yeah, she’s no fool. Why would she show her hand in front of all of us?”

The others couldn’t believe it. With the security footage right there, and Colton still spouting this wishy-washy

nonsense.

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The attitude of the crowd was clear: if Ivy wasn’t punished today, there would be hell to pay.

“What’s all the commotion? You guys done with your little soap opera?”

At the sound of that familiar voice, Ivy whipped around.

There was Balfour, strolling in like he was walking through his own backyard, parting the crowd without even trying.

Ivy wanted to play it cool, but when Balfour asked her what was wrong, she couldn’t help the lump in her throat.

Shaking her head, she muttered in her husky voice, “Nothing.”

The previous loudmouths clammed up.

They knew who they were dealing with. Seeing him so close to Ivy, nobody wanted to get on Mr. Howard’s bad side.

“If it’s nothing, why have you been here for so long? Weren’t you supposed to have lunch with my grandparents

today? Forgot, did you?”

Ivy looked up at him, genuinely not remembering any lunch plans.

But Balfour’s gaze was so certain that she figured she must’ve forgotten.

“Sorry, I had to run an errand this morning. Just got back to the set and got caught up in some drama. Have slipped

my mind.”

Balfour didn’t give a rat’s about the rest of the crew, just showing concerns for Ivy.

“Are you sorted now? If so, let’s head out.”

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Colton felt awkward. He’d promised Balfour he’d keep an eye on Ivy, yet here she was in a mess. He didn’t know

how to face Balfour.

Ivy kept quiet. She’d said she’d cooperate with the police, and she meant it.

If they went to the station, lunch with the grandparents was off the table.

“I see, so it’s not wrapped up yet? Colton, spell it out for me. What’s the big mystery that’s wasting my time and

keeping my wife here?”