A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas) novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1

“Mrs Hun–Miss Scott, Mr. Joe will join you shortly,” Joe’s secretary said, gesturing to a chair in the room.

Ivy winced at the mistake as she sat she was no long

longer!

Mrs Hunter.

“Thank you,” she said sofily, watching the secretary leave.

Being back in the lawyer’s office made her heart pound. She’d been here three months ago, signing divorce papers. Ivy dabbed her forehead and sighed. She was supposed to be shopping for baby clothes with Cheryl, her best friend, who was six months pregnant.

The glass door opened, and Joe, their lawyer–Mason’s lawyer–walked in with his usual stoic expression, holding a file. “Miss Scott, nice to see you again.”

“I wish I could say the same,” Ivy replied.

“I understand that you’re upset about the delay. I apologize, Miss Scott, but we’ve been working on it,” Joe said, sitting down.

“Not fast enough,” Ivy scoffed.

She hadn’t meant to sound so upset, but she was. It had been three months since her divorce, and she was still waiting for Mason–or his lawyer–to transfer her inheritance back in her name.

She was practically homeless, living in her aunt’s house since her father and brother refused to help her. She was waiting tables at Dani’s, hoping one day Mason would finally return what was hers.

She’d made the stupid mistake of leaving her family for Mason, abandoning her photography career, and even giving him her entire inheritance to build his real estate empire, She’d done it for love–only to be cheated on.

“I understand your frustration, Miss Scott, but we truly have been working on it.”

“It shouldn’t be so hard. Mason is rich, so giving me back my money shouldn’t take this long” she frowned.

“I understand,” Joe repeated. “Let’s wait for Mr. Hunter before we proceed”

Ivy stiffened at the mention of her ex–husband’s name but quickly recovered. She hadn’t seen Mason since the divorce, and she wasn’t sure if she was more worried or angry about it. He was wealthy–he could’ve wired her the money immediately–but she knew he was punishing her for leaving, giving her endless excuses.

She brushed her hair back and glanced at the wall clock. She had one hour before her shift began at Dani’s, and she hoped that once Mason gave her the money, she wouldn’t even have to worry about the job anymore.

The door opened, and Mason walked in, looking polished in his tailored suik, Ivy immediately became conscious of her outfit. Was her shirt right? Did she look like she hadn’t gotten her shit together?

“Ivy. Mason smiled as he sat. “You look the same. His voice dripped with derision. “Already regretting the divorce?”

His words pierced her, but Ivy would never let him know that. She would rather live like a church rat than stay married to a cheat.

“Let’s just get this over with,” she said, impatiently. “I have other places to be.”

“Very well,” Mason replied. “Proceed, Joe.”

Joe wore his glasses and opened the file in front of him. “Miss Scott, my client is prepared to offer a million dollars for your-

“A million?” Ivy cut in, her voice filled with shock. “What the hell, Mason! You know my inheritance was way more than that TM

“I’m being very generous here,” Mason said with a lopsided grin. “You should be grateful I’m offering that much.”

Ivy’s shock turned into anger. “Grateful! I practically made you! I gave you my inheritance so you could build your company, and you did. Now, I want my money back ”

“Don’t be greedy, Ivy,” Mason said coldly. “You didn’t make me. You helped me, and I showed my gratitude during our year and a half of marriage.”“

Ivy stood, her voice shaking with anger. “I don’t need your gratitude. I need my money back. You promised.”

“That promise was made when we were married. We’re not married anymore, so it doesn’t stand” Mason’s tone was infuriatingly calm.

How could he be so calm when she was going crazy?