Chapter 2133
“Don’t tailgate too closely, just keep a tight follow on the car ahead,”
Ivy mumbled to herself as she sat in her nondescript sedan, her gaze fixed on the police station that Giselle had just sauntered
into.
Initially, Ivy had doubted herself, wondering if the toughs from the other day had rattled her nerves enough to make her jumpy at shadows.
Maybe Giselle just woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.
But all those suspicions evaporated the moment Ivy saw Giselle turn into the same precinct she’d visited yesterday.
What on earth did Giselle need at the police station that she was so hell-bent on going there? That woman was indeed scheming something fierce.
And when did she cozy up to Clara?
That simpleton Clara could be swayed with a few smooth words to turn against her own flesh and blood.
Ivy sat in her car, quietly piecing her thoughts together. She had mentioned going to the bookstore yesterday. Other than Balfour, only the crew knew about it.
She couldn’t fathom how those thugs managed to be in just the right place at the right time on her route back from the bookstore. She couldn’t believe there was no involvement from someone in the crew.
Who leaked her movements?
Now, the answer seemed painfully obvious-it had to be Giselle.
The idle probing words she had tossed out this morning had turned out to be true. It seemed Giselle had been coveting the role Ivy was playing all along.
Ivy kept her eyes on the police station. Now that she knew Giselle had instigated Clara to act against her, she was determined to seek justice for herself.
The revelation that Clara was the one who had harmed her hit Ivy particularly hard. They’d never been close. Clara clearly despised her, and the feeling was mutual. But Ivy had never imagined Clara would be so ruthless as to land such a blow-hiring thugs to tarnish her reputation, to ruin her life!
The irony and sorrow churned inside Ivy. She had naively hoped that Clara might show a little sisterly affection towards her. But Clara was heartless, emboldened by the blatant favoritism of their mother Tessa, who had always indulged Clara’s bullying.
Had their mother not been so biased, Ivy might not suffer so much. And Clara wouldn’t have grown up so spoiled, thinking everything Ivy had should be hers.
Tessa also seemed to believe that since Ivy wasn’t a son, Ivy owed her a lifetime of servitude, that Ivy deserved to suffer for displeasing Clara.
Why should that be?
If she could, Ivy wished she had never been born Tessa’s child, even if that meant she’d never existed at all.
They chose to bring her into this world, yet they resented her for not being a son. They didn’t love her but neglected her and hurt her.
She had done nothing wrong, yet in their eyes, her very existence was a mistake!
After breaking ties with the Dunhill family, Ivy had thought she could finally live for herself. But the Dunhills couldn’t let go, always scheming to exploit her further.
That’s why Clara could be so easily manipulated by Giselle, leading to such an egregious act!
Just then, Giselle emerged from the visiting room with light steps. Seeing Clara’s cowed demeanor, Giselle knew her purpose for today’s visit had been achieved.
Now, with a sense of ease, she reveled in the thought of how effortlessly she’d played Clara. Ivy would inevitably meet the same fate. The Dunhill sisters were destined to be trampled underfoot by Giselle. Ivy would be next!
Ah! You Giselle gasped the next second, not expecting to bump into Ivy, who was standing right outside the police station
entrance.
