WEB OF DECEIT
Ivy’s POV
The knock on the door astonished me. I had been pacing the living room, replaying every word of my previous chat with Griffin. I was too worked up to sit, too nervous to think properly. When I opened the door and saw Sophia, I knew something was wrong.
Her face was pallid, her breathing shallow. She gripped a bundle of printed emails in her quivering hands. "Ivy," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. "You need to see this."
Without waiting for a response, she rushed past me into the flat, tossing the papers onto the coffee table.
I frowned. "Sophia, what is it?"
"Proof," she whispered, her eyes riveted upon me. "Victor and Marissa… they’ve been working together from the start. They’re aiming to ruin Griffin’s firm piece by piece. It’s worse tha
