My Bossy CEO Husband

I accidentally stepped on a stone while stepping back and ended up spraining my ankle.”

Ivy recounted the incident with a shiver, reliving the harrowing moment.

“The car aimed for me deliberately. The driver is one of the school bullies. He didn’t just hit and run. He confronted me afterward, demanding that I quit the crew. If I don’t comply, he threatened that things would get much worse next time.”

As Ivy disclosed that, Renata’s heart skipped a beat.

Why did Ivy’s ordeal seem so eerily reminiscent of Zoe’s?

Evidently, someone was supporting Zoe, seeking retribution in kind.

Following Wilton’s phone conversation, the culprits were unmistakably Brian and his wife.

“Mom, it’s undoubtedly Tilda who arranged for someone to threaten and harm me. You should tell Dad and let him give that woman a taste of her own medicine!”

Ivy exclaimed in frustration.

“So, you’re still determined to teach Tilda a lesson, huh? Your father already found out that I had someone threaten Zoe.”

Renata retorted in exasperation, “Do you realize your father has criticized me because of you? That’s enough. Just withdraw from the crew.”

Ivy found herself taken aback by that response.

“So, I just have to endure it, Mom? Am I supposed to suppress my anger in front of Tilda indefinitely?”

“So what? She’s the legitimate daughter. You’re simply unlucky to be my daughter.”

Renata wore a sullen expression as she disclosed, “Your father warned me that if I create any more problems, I’ll be left with no place at home.”

Ivy gazed at Renata for a moment, her emotions running deep as she questioned, “Why is Dad so unfair? We’ve been by his side for so many years. Are we still less valuable than that ‘vegetable’ and Tilda?”

“The woman boasts a superior family background compared to mine. Men, they always prioritize practicality and hypocrisy.”

Renata muttered with resentment, “I heard from the hospital that she is about to regain consciousness. We might truly lose our standing in the Larson family.”

Ivy’s countenance shifted.

Tilda’s mother was on the verge of awakening? That would indeed solidify her status as a mistress’ daughter.

After a conversation on the phone with Wilton, Brian chauffeured Rosalynn back home.

Rosalynn praised him, saying, “Darling, you handled that wonderfully.”

Brian arched an eyebrow, responding, “You’ve been an excellent tutor.”

Rosalynn chuckled. She had grown accustomed to his talkative nature.