Billionaire's Bounty Cost Of Love And Revenge novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Ivy’s POV

it was a whole two hours of poking, prodding, hair pulling, and all the other things the beauty team had done to get me glammed up and ready. Of course, I was no stranger to lancy gatherings like this, but something about this one had me wound up. Maybe it was because it was my first official event since Asher and I got married, and the media would be swarming over ut.

We had to look the part–a young, happily married couple filled with so much love for each other. Our task was harder now that we weren’t on speaking terms. Texhaled deeply as I stared at the dress laid out for me on the bed. I slipped it on with the help of one of the assistants

I didn’t have to try on several dresses, Asher had already picked out one for me. It was a black fitted halter neck dress that clung tightly to my slender figure. The dress had tiny silver embellishments scattered about it that made it sparkle as moved. I stopped to wonder what was going through his mind when he picked out the dress. Had he given it much thought? Did he kit Did he picture me wearing it?

As if to answer

my o question, my assistant Marsha chiped in, “it’s such a lovely dress. Asher definitely made a good choice. He’s so sweet…

I rolled my eyes. “Sweet, my ass,” I muttered, I was angry at him for many reasons, but most importantly, for what he had done today. “If he was so sweet, he wouldn’t have let me here and gone to the event on his own.”

Asher had spent the last couple of days in God–knows–where I had the house all to myself, and then, the day before, my dress arrived with a note that sald we would meet up at the event and asked me to take care. It was simple and cryptic. Asher and I grew up as enemies, but had thought things were beginning to change between us. Until that day he walked in on me and Max. I let out a huge breath and massaged my temples.

Marsha smiled at me. “I remember you saying you couldn’t stand seeing him, and you didn’t want to attend the event with him.”

I frowned. Did I really say that? I sighed. “Yes, I admit that we’ve had a rough patch lately.”

She sucked in a breath. “Which is why I think what you did was not such a good idea….

I knew what she was talking about. We had had countless conversations about it, and I was tired of dwelling on it. “Well, it’s a little too late to remedy that, in

Marsha didn’t say a word. She helped me with my diamond teardrop earrings. My hair was put up in a high updo, a few escaped tendrils framing my face. She stared at my reflection in the mirror, her eyes lit up as she smiled. “There are a lot of uncertainties tonight, but not the fact that Asher will be blown away when he sees you…

I smiled widely. The thought of Asher staring at me in admiration made me all giddy. What the heck was wrong with ma?

exhaled deeply. I found myself doing that occasionally to calm my frayed nerves. It’s just an event, a simple event, many like the ones I had attended before, I chanted in my head. Only, Asher and I had to perform in front of a lot of people.

Asher’s driver, Martins, turned the car into the west entrance of the Savannah Hotels. I stared with wide eyes and mouth agape at the was a Victorian–style building with a drawbridge and lights to decorate the tower, straight out of a storybook

of the hotel

The road had a long line of exotic cars, some of which I knew and some of which I hadn’t seen before. Valets dressed in black helped the sophisticated guests out of the cars and into the building. I couldn’t spot anyone recognized.

This was Asher’s world, a world of strict billionaire businessmen, which was a stark contrast to my own world. This was why he was supposed to be next to me, holding my hand as we walked in, but he was nowhere to be seen, Clutching onto anger because of a situation he had completely misread, 1 couldn’t believe that he wouldn’t trust me.

still engrossed in my thoughts I didn’t realize Martins had gotten out of the car until he came around to the passenger side and opened it. “Thank – you,” I mouthed as soon as I got out. I walked in with the large group of people strolling in, hoping to slip in without being recognized.

As I walked into the finely decorated hall, my eyes found him from across the hall, Asher Sterling, my husband,

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Chapter 37

Asher’s POV

I was nursing a glass of champagne, trying to focus on anything else other than the fact that I hated gatherings like this. Sadly, this wasn’t one of the Sterling events that I could slip away from and not attend, leaving the bulk of the work to my brother,

This was my event; the serious looking folks dressed in black tuxedos were here because of me. No, not for my father or my mother who were y from each other in the hall, in their different worlds. They were here on my own accord, and my brother wasn’t, because I didn’t invite him. The Ineeded was Marcus getting on my nerves.

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