The Kiss that Sparked it All

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Chapter 2135

Clara paced in the cell like a caged lioness, frustration boiling over with every step. She had heard that someone

was coming to see her, and she half-expected it to be her dad with a lawyer in tow. She couldn’t stand one more

minute in this godforsaken police station.

“How come you took so long to show up? Didn’t you know I’ve been cooped up in here? Do you even consider your

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daughter anymore? Why aren’t you worried at all?” she vented the moment she was brought to the visiting room.

But her rant screeched to a halt when she locked eyes with Ivy, who was impeccably dressed in a designer suit that

screamed money. With one glance, Clara knew that outfit cost a pretty penny. She had ogled it online with her

fellow actresses so many times, yet it remained a distant dream, lounging in her shopping cart because it was way

out of her league.

It must be that man who splurged on Ivy!

“What are you doing here? Came to rub your fancy man in my face?” Clara said with a sneer.

“Why on earth would you think that? When have I ever flaunted anything to you? It’s always been you bragging

about the new clothes and the latest iPhone your parents showered on you. That’s your game, not mine,” Ivy

retorted with an unnerving calm. Their relationship had always been lopsided, but Ivy’s mere presence was enough

to trigger Clara into accusing her of showing

off.

Clara slammed her hand on the table, leaning forward aggressively, only to be checked by the handcuffs binding

her wrists. “You dare say you’re not flaunting? Dressed to the nines just to make me look bad, huh? Ivy, I swear, I

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could rip your mouth off! If it weren’t for you, all of this should have been mine!”

“Do you really hate me that much?” Ivy asked, her gaze as still as a pond.

She was used to Clara’s random spikes of malice. Ever since her own star career began to rise, she had been living

under this relentless pressure.

Clara was the sword hanging over her head, ensuring Ivy could never do right.

“Hate you? How could I not? If it weren’t for you, I’d be the star everyone adores rather than being trapped in a cell

like a rat! This is all thanks to you. And you have the audacity to waltz in here, all polished and poised, and asked if I

hate you? Yes, I do! I want to skin you alive, drain you dry and let the whole world see the true colors of their

beloved star!”

Clara was on the brink of madness, the blow of her recent failure hitting her hard.