The Kiss that Sparked it All

Chapter 2527

Ivy was as innocent as a lamb, yet they brazenly slung mud at her, dousing her in scandal as if it were

nothing.

Her poor family background, twisted in their mouths, became a curse she bore-a harbinger of doom,

they claimed!

Ivy never once exploited her family’s woes for publicity, save for that one unfortunate snapshot by a

nosy paparazzo. She never mingled with the Howards for the sake of headlines.

Why, then, should such mishaps stick to her like gum on a shoe?

Her fans were fuming on her behalf, but the online world was abuzz with whispers, and it seemed

everyone had bought into the narrative that Ivy was shrouded in some kind of misfortune buff.

And then there was Clara, leaping back into the fray.

Since her last shenanigan, Clara’s career had plummeted, nose-diving into the abyss.

Even after scheming with Mara to ambush Ivy with a pack of paparazzi, snapping shots of her and

Balfour, the public saw through the ploy, charmed instead by the couple’s striking compatibility. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

The news only fueled Clara’s seething envy. Now that she had the chance to sling insults at Ivy, she

wasn’t about to let it slide.

What did it matter if her own fans berated her? They couldn’t touch her through their screens.

[I’ve always said Ivy was bad news. Back in the day, the Dunhills were rolling in dough. But ever since

Ivy came along, our family lost its shine. My father’s business tanked. Go on, check our company’s

records if you don’t believe me. If it weren’t for Ivy, I’d still be living the high life as a socialite. It’s all her

fault, and now, even scraping by in showbiz, she won’t give me a break! What kind of sister is so

vicious?] Clara ranted.

Ivy’s fans scoffed at her tirade, flooding the comment section with disdain.

[Showbiz is vast; Ivy isn’t the puppet master you make her out to be. Why else would you be losing

gigs if not for that fib you told, alienating sponsors? Stop judging others by your petty standards.)

Clara, unhinged, lashed out in a keyboard war with the fans.

[How do you know your queen isn’t pulling all the strings? Have you seen who she’s cozying up to?

The Howards are not to be taken lightly. Without Mr. Howard’s backing, do you think Ivy could have

established her own studio so quickly? I’ve got more dirt, you know. Curious?]

People online were popcorn-ready, thrilled at the prospect of a virtual showdown.

[Spill it if you’re so bold. What’s with all this beating around the bush? If your sister really had that much

sway, you wouldn’t be here, hopping around like a flea and making us sick to our stomachs.]

Truthfully, if Ivy had that kind of power, she wouldn’t tolerate Clara’s antics.

Other fans were a little shaken, though. They trusted Ivy, but Clara’s wild card behavior was unsettling.

Ivy had suffered enough from the rumors; they couldn’t stand to see her hurt again by baseless claims.

“Let’s just drop it,” they pleaded.