The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor) novel Chapter 241

Ivy let out a cold laugh. “Don’t you still have a son? What could possibly be so terrible that even he can’t handle it?”

The mention of her son only made Rosetta more agitated. “It’s about your brother! Lauren Miller wants to break up, but your brother refuses to let her go. In a fit of rage, he locked her in the house–and then he… he forced himself on her. The Miller family was furious. They called the police, accused your brother of kidnapping and rape! Last night, during a torrential storm, the police showed up at our door and took him away…”

Ivy stared at her, stunned.

Was this really the end of the Windsor family’s good fortune?

Baillie Windsor had gone and destroyed himself.

Try as she might, Ivy couldn’t hide the flicker of satisfaction in her heart. She blinked in shock, then allowed herself a faint, ironic smile. “But what’s that got to do with me? Shouldn’t you be begging the Millers for help?”

“We already tried. They refuse to see us, and their lawyer made it clear–they want your brother in prison. They want his life ruined forever.”

Rosetta’s words broke into sobs as tears streamed down her cheeks. “I must have

done something terrible in a past life. Why else would I have such bad luck? First you, then Emma, and now your brother’s been arrested- Ivy, can’t you feel a little pity for your mother? Go talk to Jamison. If the Ludwig family mediates, your brother might still have a chance.”

Suddenly, Ivy understood. They wanted her to beg the Ludwigs for help.

“You’re delusional,” she replied flatly. “You want to parade your dirty laundry through the whole city?”

“It’s not as if we could keep it a secret, even if we wanted to,” Rosetta shot back, voice shaking.

After all, Baillie had already been arrested. Bad news traveled fast, especially among their social circle. Right now, everyone was laughing at the Windsors behind their backs.

As the conversation grew heated, Adkins Windsor–who’d been sitting in the back of the luxury sedan parked nearby–finally couldn’t restrain himself. He shoved open the car door and strode toward them.

17:04

Ivy glanced his way, her expression growing even colder,

“Ivy, after all, we raised you,” Adkins began, already slipping into guilt–tripping without preamble. “Maybe we didn’t treat you so well these past three years, but what about the twenty years before that? We gave you everything, cherished you, poured our hearts into your upbringing–made you who you are. Or have you forgotten all that?”

Ivy’s face was granite, her mind swirling with a thousand retorts.

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