THE HEIR'S LAST BARGAIN

Ethan's message still echoed in her mind, and no matter how mu

t it. You're the only one who can help me. If you can't do it fo

r, offering fifty million dollars in return. He must be sick in the head. How could he even think for one second that she would agree

solute

She had to make it clear. He had to understand that she wasn't some pa

the keys, typing a s

accepting your offer. You've ruined enough lives already. I'm not going to let you ruin mine, t

t off her shoulders. She had said what needed to be said. She wasn't going to play into his ha

r own life to focus on now. For years, she had fought to build her fashion company, and now she was closer than ever

the task at hand. The fashion line she was working on was finally taking shape, and her next collection was going to be a game-changer. Sh

hythm of her pencil moving across the page helped calm her thoughts. As she worked, she felt the fami

is time, it was a text from one of her team members. Ivy smiled as she read the message-it was a confir

been working for-the moment when her brand would be recognized for what it truly was.

didn't need Ethan Blackwood's money. She didn't need his help. She had already m

than ever. The past was behind her. What mattered now was h

eave her office for the day. There was a small part of her that wondered if Eth

st, and she w