Chapter 197

Ivy's POV I'd dressed down on purpose today. Plain clothes, hair loose and messy, lurking in this corner with my champagne. Nothing flashy that would draw attention. Sophie had managed to score me an invitation to the jewelry season opening. So simple to slip in unnoticed - these security guards are absolute jokes. From my hidden spot, I watched Serena leaning against Ryan, laughing and touching his arm with that fake innocent smile of hers. My fingers tightened around the champagne glass, nearly cracking it. The bitterness rose in my throat, burning worse than cheap alcohol. Why should my reputation lie in tatters while she gets everything? The career, the man, the adoration. It's fucking unfair. I took another swig of champagne, letting the bubbles burn down my throat. The way he looks at her now... it's disgusting. Does nobody remember what she did? How she stole everything from me? My head pounded with a single thought: I'll make her pay. Today. In front of everyone who matters in