The moment Stella walked out the door, she saw Ivy stepping out of a car.
The security guard held the door open, greeting her with profound respect. "Ms. Sloane, welcome back."
Welcome back?
What an interesting choice of words. This estate at Westside Heights was Stella and Julian's marital home, yet the staff treated Ivy as if she were the lady of the house.
Ivy nodded gracefully, perfectly assuming the posture of a reigning hostess.
The guard was about to warn her about Stella's presence, but Ivy had already spotted her at the mansion's entrance.
She froze for a brief second.
But remembering how pathetic and cowardly the second Mrs. Sinclair had always been, an undisguised smirk appeared on her lips.
She walked up to her, her gentle tone dripping with sheer provocation. "Is Mrs. Sinclair here to look for Julian? I told him to go back to the Manor last night, but he simply refused to listen to me."
Even though this mansion was legally Stella's marital home, Ivy treated it as her personal getaway.
Stella herself had never stayed here.
In a desperate bid to secure her position in the Sinclair family, she had lived exclusively at Sinclair Manor since the wedding.
She spent every single day personally serving and fawning over the elders!
Looking at Stella's sloppy outfit today, Ivy thought she looked exactly like a miserable housewife, devoid of any high-society grace.
No wonder Julian and his mother absolutely loathed her.
If it hadn't been for the Sinclair family's financial crisis three years ago, the title of Mrs. Sinclair would undoubtedly have belonged to Ivy.
Thinking of that exact injustice made Ivy hate Stella with a burning passion.
Her provocative words were a deliberate attempt to assert absolute dominance over Julian.
Stella's eyes turned as cold as ice. As Ivy stepped within striking distance, Stella raised her hand and delivered a brutal slap right across her face.
The strike came without a single warning.
The impact sent a deafening ringing through Ivy's ears.
Clutching her stinging cheek, she stared at Stella in pure disbelief. "You... you dared to hit me?"
Was she completely insane?
Before the words fully left her mouth, Stella landed another vicious slap on the other side of her face!
Ivy's mind went completely blank.
Stella scoffed. "Does hitting you require courage?"
"Or are you saying I should show respect to a cheap homewrecker like you?"
Ivy's expression froze.
She stared at Stella, unable to believe what she was hearing. Did she really just call her a... homewrecker?

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