Chapter 8
Chapter 8
“Then, I’ll-” Of course, before he could even finish, Ivy had already cut him off. “No need for that. Your time is precious. I’ll be there at 4.00 pm sharp.”
When Logan heard her distant tone, he felt a prick in his heart.
It was as if he had been simply tossed aside by her.
However, he knew that he was the one at fault, so he had no right to question her.
By the time he snapped back to his senses, there was only a busy tone on the phone. She had hung up.
He put down the phone and sighed inwardly.
She did not even give him any time to explain, but more importantly, he could not out–argue Ivy. Instead, he would always be sidetracked by her before sinking into self–blame and forgetting whatever he had intended to say.
Whenever he thought about it again, it would be another day of argument with Ivy, repeated ad infinitum.
There was a bunch of photos on the table. These were pictures of scandalous news from over the years that he had gotten his assistant to look into.
Every time he picked up a photo, a question mark would appear in his mind.
When he looked at the photo, he had no recollection of the event at all. Due to the tricky photo angle, he had no idea how those ladies ended up lying on his lap.
Later on, he figured it out. The ones in the photos were women who had accidentally spilled wine on his pants during a banquet.
He was speechless. Every time there was a banquet, he would be splashed with all kinds of drinks, and they would then climb all over him in a hurry to wipe the stains off. So for them to be lying on his lap was not out of the realms of impossibility. It was professional photography techniques that caused such a visual interlacing.
It also seemed like he had warned against this, and no one dared to do it anymore. It all happened two years ago when he was just an upstart, and the ladies in the entertainment industry got caught up with him several times.
Thankfully, he no longer had such trouble now.
Yet, every single time, the hot search topic would be worded like this, [SHOCKING! THE CEO of Clarke Group is seeing XXX in private after dinner!]
[SHOCKING! The identity of Clarke Group’s CEO exposed? He actually allowed XXX to sit on his lap before everyone’s eyes!]
He had no idea what the others were thinking, but he was pretty much speechless about the whole thing.
He simply could not be bothered now.
He thought that perhaps he could explain things clearly.
Thinking of this, he felt relieved and did not seem as upset anymore.
He even dressed up soon after.
When Ivy Gray arrived, it was 4.00 pm sharp.
At the Clarke manor’s door, Logan wore a gentle smile, but Ivy felt a little peeved.
She really did not expect him to be smiling now. How boring.
Maybe he was still pretending that he was not divorced to put on a show for Granny and the others.
If that was the case… then he sure was filial!
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Chapter 8
As expected of the Clarkes‘ eldest son: loyal, righteous, and benevolent.
Logan wanted to hold her hand but Ivy immediately tried to slide hers into her pocket. However, after some fumbling about, she realized that her skirt had no pockets, so she simply put her hand into her bag.
He wanted to touch her hand? Dream on!
Logan was speechless.
“Let’s go.” Ivy smiled and stepped across the threshold.
Logan looked on as she slid her hand into her bag without any intentions to take it out. He then looked at his own hand as he sank into deep thought.
As soon as she stepped through the door, she saw Karen Clarke, her ex–mother–in–law, sitting there like Queen Cleopatra, looking graceful and opulent.
“Where are your greetings? Where are your manners? You’re a daughter–in–law of the Clarkes, yet you have no sense of decorum?” The moment Karen Clarke’s eyes fell on her, the former’s mouth rattled like an MG–42 as if she had to say everything in her mind.
“Ah, Karen, hello.” Ivy looked at her with a smile. Her previous polite demeanor was nowhere to be found.
When Logan Clarke stepped in, the first thing he heard was Ivy calling his mother by name. He immediately stopped where he stood.
His mind went blank. Ivy was clearly drawing a clear line between her and his family…
“What did you just call me?” Forget Logan, even Karen Clarke was stunned for a good while before she managed to ask the question.
“Madam Clarke.“.
“You don’t deserve anything else.”
Karen Clarke pointed at Ivy Gray. “Logan, is this your wife? Listen to her, she-”
Before she could finish, Ivy Gray cut her off. “Listen to what? Now, Madam Clarke, listen well, I’ve divorced your son. Are you happy now?” she said with a smile.
“Ivy.” Logan walked before her and wanted to hold her hand, but she avoided him.
“You asked me why I divorced you. The biggest credit goes to your mother, with a negative in likeability. Although you weren’t biased against me, looking at her causes me so much discomfort that this marriage simply will not work.” How she wished that Karen Clarke was dead.
At times, Karen Clarke would call him in secret to badmouth Ivy, but she did not dare to do it in the open. He totally had not expected her to look for trouble with Ivy behind his back.
When Karen saw the look in Logan’s eyes, she was clearly frightened and too afraid to say a word.
“I say, Madam Clarke, you mentioned something about being a daughter–in–law of the Clarkes? You think I care about that?” She sneered. “It’s obvious you are only enduring this because your own family background can’t live up to the Clarkes. You endured, so I did too, for two years, hoping that you would perhaps change your opinion of me. But how wrong I was. A wicked person will always be a wicked person, and me stepping back is only going to make you even bolder.”
All her words stung Karen Clarke right in the heart, and she felt like something was stuck there, unable to get out. “So what about you Grays? A married daughter is like used dishwater. You think your family will still treat you like the young mistress you think you are?”
“Shut up!” Logan’s voice was cold.
Karen caught the gaze coming from her son, and she immediately shut up and dared not say anything further. The only reason she was still tolerated in the Clarke household was that she had given birth to Logan. If Logan no longer wanted to tolerate her, her days of luxury and opulence would soon come to an end.
“Ah, so it’s different for a small–timer. The moment I went home, my dad transferred shares to me, while my mum and little brother continued to care for me. So what if I’m divorced? There’ll be people after my hand anyway, and the number of people who want to marry me is enough to circle the Earth! Hah!” Sure, it was an exaggeration, but that felt really good, being able to piss that wicked woman off. “If I’m not happy, then you can forget about being happy as well.”
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Chapter 8
What a total rotten bunch!
Karen Clarke’s face turned from white to red and back. She was seething.
Ivy Gray was now in an extremely good mood. After pouring out all of her grievances, she did not feel so bad anymore.
Suddenly, a servant who served Mdm. Clarke Sr. came over and said to Ivy, “Lady Ivy, the Senior Madam wants you to go to her room for a moment.”
Ivy followed the servant and left Logan, as well as Karen, behind.
Mdm. Clarke Sr. was a southerner with mild facial features and a slightly fat figure. She had lived a very pampered life, and even at this age, she would put on makeup every day. Her clothes had some indescribable charm to them too.
She was not like someone who would deliberately target their own daughter–in–law.
“Ivy, you’re here.” Mdm. Clarke Sr. smiled at her.
Ivy looked at the Senior Madam, and noticing that the latter’s eyes were a little red, she could not help but ask. “Have you been crying?”
The Senior Madam only smiled and did not utter a word as her servant whispered, “The Senior Madam heard what you said to the Madam.”
Ivy was a little embarrassed. This was a straight–up disaster!
“Senior Madam, I didn’t mean to say all of that on purpose, I…” She wanted to say something else, only to see the old Madam chuckling and waving her hand. “Ivy, pay me no mind. I just thought of my parents and little brother after I heard what you said. They also doted on me as your family does.”
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