Chapter 2467
"Stop! Please, Mr. Howard, I admit I was wrong-1 swear I won't do it again. It wasn't on purpose; I
just got confused, and my mind was clouded. How could I ever dare to cross you? I won't ever think
of it again!â
Unlike Ivy, Balfour was a man of his word, a take-no-prisoners kind of guy. Without a second
thought, he dialed 911.
Hearing Clara's pleas, he couldn't help but chuckle. âThe trouble you're in is nothing but karma for
your actions. Maybe next time, before you decide to stir up mischief, you'll think twice about
whether you can handle the fallout!â
Clara knew begging this man was futile, so she quickly switched tactics. âIf you call the cops, I'll just
go online and continue to smear Ivy. You know, living under the same roof for years adds weight to
my words. If you donât want to see your darling lady dragged through the mud, then you'd stop
what you're doing!â
Balfour paused, sizing up the woman in front of him. She had more nerve than he'd given her credit
for. But she seemed to have forgotten something-if he really wanted to, making sure she never
worked in this town again would be a piece of cake. In his world, no one could intimidate him.
"Okay, I'm begging you, it's my bad this time. Just don't call the cops, and I promise I won't spread
any more rumors online,â Clara said, her voice twisted with the strain of her offer. She knew that
crossing this man could spell the end of her career.
Not wanting the Dunhill family drama to affect Ivy any longer, Balfour decided not to escalate the
situation. For now, he would leave it be.
Later, Balfour made a request to Margot to keep this dirty laundry away from Ivy.
Alyssa noticed something-a new level of affection seemed to have blossomed between her
grandson and his wife.
Balfour and Ivy had both come home to check on the old folks, which was a delight in itself. But
when Alyssa saw Balfour gallantly opening the car door for Ivy and the two of them walking hand in
hand, her heart swelled with joy.
They couldn't quite put their finger on it, but the couple's gestures seemed more natural, more
practiced than before. They looked every bit the picture of love, even their casual glances filled with
sweet, sparkling bubbles.
Alyssa had always adored Ivy as her granddaughter-in-law, and seeing their relationship thrive
made her even happier.
"Grandma, Grandpa, we're here to see you. Sorry it's been a while, the film set's been
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hectic with the final scenes, and I haven't been able to visit as much, Ivy apologized. Ever since she
and Balfour had moved out, the big villa felt lonelier with just the two elders.
That was why Alyssa and Dean always looked forward to Ivy and Balfour's visits. But with the recent
busy schedule, it was usually late in the evening by the time Balfour could bring Ivy home after her
shoots, making it difficult for her to visit.
Smiling, Alyssa took Ivy's hand, unconcerned that her grandson stood behind them. âWe understand
you young folks are busy with work. Just knowing you care is enough for us. When the movie wraps
up, move back in. Spend some time with us as compensation,â she said, patting Ivy's hand.
Ivy nodded vigorously. âAbsolutely! Balfour and I have already talked about it. As soon as the film is
done, I'm moving back. You'll see me every day then, and you'd better not get
tired of me!â