Ivy’s POV
The morning sun streamed through my apartment windows as we prepared to leave for what could be my salvation or my doom. My stomach churned with nervous energy as I dressed carefully, knowing this meeting with Mr. Frost would determine whether I could survive in this unforgiving underworld. When we arrived at the imposing glass building that served as a front for one of the city’s most sophisticated money laundering operations, Mr. Frost summoned us to his office immediately.
"Ivy, how are you holding up after that nightmare with Thorne? I had a long conversation with Xavier yesterday, and he painted a very clear picture of what really happened. It sounds like Caleb made some incredibly poor decisions with those fabricated documents." His weathered face showed genuine concern as he poured himself a glass of whiskey despite the early hour.
I straightened my shoulders, meeting his calculating gaze directly. "Mr. Frost, I can’t speak to the motivations behind the frame job, but I want you to know that I never betrayed the Thorne organization or stole a single dollar from their operations."
The words came out steadier than I felt inside. Part of me expected him to politely show me the door, to distance his operation from the scandal that had destroyed my position in the most powerful crime family on the East Coast.
"Ivy, I never doubted your integrity for a second. I’ve maintained business relationships with the Miller family for decades, and they would never stake their reputation on someone they weren’t absolutely certain about. When Robert Miller tells me you’re one of the most principled money handlers he’s ever encountered, I believe him without question." Dominic Frost’s warm smile eased some of the tension in my chest. "I wish I could offer you something comparable to your previous role managing Thorne’s offshore accounts, but I do have an opening in our financial restructuring department. The compensation is competitive, and given your background in creative accounting, you’ll find the work manageable. If you’re interested, the position is yours."
Relief flooded through me so intensely I nearly trembled. This opportunity was exactly what I needed to rebuild my life in the criminal underworld without having to leave the city or my son.
Zoe guided me through the paperwork process, then introduced me to my new supervisor. As I settled into this unexpected second chance, I made a mental note to find the perfect gift for Zoe. Her unwavering support had been my lifeline through this nightmare.
"Miss Ivy, our financial restructuring department operates with a relaxed but results-driven philosophy. Clean money generation is our primary focus, so we measure success through efficiency rather than rigid protocols," Mr. Jenkins explained as we toured the sophisticated office space. "We function as a cohesive unit, supporting each other to achieve optimal outcomes. That’s why we designed this open floor plan with individual workstations that still encourage collaboration when we need to coordinate complex transactions."
"That sounds ideal, sir. Having a supportive team environment is crucial when handling sensitive financial matters. I’m confident I’ll integrate well with this approach."
"I can already tell you’re going to fit in perfectly. You have exactly the right mindset for our operations. Fair warning though, this department runs on caffeine and adrenaline. You’ll constantly have colleagues offering to bring you coffee or inviting you to join them for strategy sessions over espresso." His eyes twinkled with amusement as he shared this insight.
"Are you telling me I’ve found the perfect workplace for a recovering Thorne operative?" I teased, earning a hearty laugh from him.
We spent additional time discussing expectations and the intricate procedures required for legitimizing questionable income streams. He assigned my initial portfolio of shell companies and provided a detailed list of financial restructuring tasks to complete by the following day. After introducing me to the team, he finally showed me to my workstation.

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