The Kiss that Sparked it All

“Mr. Howard, I know you’re here, and since Ivy heeds your consent to share, are you cool with her dishing out the details on your romance?”

Ivy had already gone sullen the moment the fan bellowed Balfour’s name.

Balfour wasn’t a public figure. Ivy had always been vigilant about his privacy. Though Balfour claimed it didn’t bother him, ever since paparazzi started snapping pics of them left and right, Ivy had cut down on their public outings.

She didn’t want Balfour constantly to be thrust into the spotlight because of her, but it never crossed her mind that her own fans might cross the line.

As the other fans around that female fan shot her disapproving glances, she remained unfazed and excited.

“Don’t you guys want to know? I surely do. Besides, Ivy said it herself – if the big boss gives the nod, she’ll spill the beans. Everyone’s gossiping that Ivy’s just throwing herself at him and their relationship’s all kinds of shady. Don’t you wish to hear Ivy set the record straight? So that there would be no more rumors.”

Many were swayed by her words, but some stood firm and chastised her, “All you want was to satisfy your own nosiness, so drop that holier-than-thou excuse.”

“Gossip never ends, and Ivy shouldn’t have to explain herself every time. You’re the one taking it too seriously, pushing Ivy to share how they met. Seems to me you’ve already made up your mind. If you can’t trust Ivy’s word, then what kind of fan are you?”

Other fans nodded in agreement; they didn’t want to cause Ivy any trouble.

“Exactly! If you trust Ivy, why would you need her to explain? If you don’t, then no explanation would change your mind.”

Ivy saw the commotion unfolding and caught Evadne signaling to her, asking her to try calm things down. They couldn’t let one person ruin a perfectly good meet-and-greet.

Balfour furrowed his brow, peering toward the so-called fan in question through the glare of the lights. He made a mental note of her seat number. He’d do some digging later.

Claiming to be a fan, yet asking questions only a gossip journalist would relish – was she really a fan?

Even though Mara was already behind bars, Ivy’s success may bred more envy in this cutthroat industry, as she was a shining star. There were definitely more than just ClaraDunhill who’d take a swing at her.

As Ivy was about to respond, the fan persisted) “Ivy, are you feeling guilty? Is your relationship really the sordid affair, just like how the tabloids described? If so, I’m beyond disappointed. I thought you were positive, vibrant, and inspirational, but it turns out you’re not who I’ve thought you are. You’ve let me down!”

“Hold up! Cut her mic+”

White Ivy called for backstage assistance, the girl kept ranting into the microphone, “Why are you cutting me off! Are you really like those tabloid stories? If that’s the case, what right do you have to host this fan event? You’ve truly betrayed everyone’s love!” NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

By now, Balfour was almost certain this person was no fan of Ivy’s. She was here to wreak havoc. True fans wouldn’t let her get to them, but understandably, they were upset. They worried about Ivy being affected by the troublemaker, yet they couldn’t help but be rattled by those accusations.