Meanwhile, in the penthouse apartment, Ivy had just got home and stripped off her black leather jacket and hung it up. She walked through the kitchen and straight to their bedroom. Reaching her bedroom she unzipped her red dress and it fell to the floor. She sighed in relief feeling happy to be back here in her home.
Today was supposed to be a simple day of house viewing and returning to the office afterwards. Instead, she escaped death and poor Thomas had gotten hurt instead. She shuddered at the horrific and terrifying memory.
Seeing him receive that blow for her she felt she could no longer stand on the sidelines, she was a boss, an independent woman she would never cower when others decided to hurt her or those close to her. She gritted her teeth in self determination, Anna needed to be taught her place in this world. She couldn't do whatever she wished, there would be consequences for her actions.
