Ivy's POV
I smoothed my hair nervously as I stared at my reflection in the mirror.
Twenty minutes had passed since Kane's threatening, and I'd changed into a fresh outfit for my visit to Blackwood Corporation. My heart hammered against my chest like a trapped bird. I needed to get back into Ryan's good graces—and fast.
When I reached the top floor, his assistant blocked my path with an apologetic but firm expression.
"Miss Hart, Mr. Blackwood is busy at the moment."
I bit my lip, trying not to show my frustration. Ever since that incident, accessing Ryan's office had become nearly impossible for me.
The days when I could waltz in whenever I pleased were long gone.
"That's fine," I said, forcing a sweet smile. "I'll wait a bit. I won't disturb Ryan. Just let him know
