"...I won't even let you leave your room."
Victor wasn't any better. Looking at Ivy with a calm yet stern expression, he folded his arms across his chest and said, "Ivy, this time, you had better have a very good explanation. Otherwise, I will have no choice but to agree with Helena."
Hearing those words, Ivy let out a long sigh. She was truly in deep trouble this time. 'I'm finished...'
Her gaze immediately shifted toward the culprit who had landed her in this mess.
Silas stood nearby, wearing an innocent expression as though he had absolutely nothing to do with the situation. He even snorted softly and looked away, making him appear completely blameless.
Seeing his shameless behavior, Ivy could only grind her teeth inwardly. 'Just you wait... I'll settle this score later.'
Turning back toward her family, she put on the most pitiful expression she could manage before rubbing her stomach dramatically.
