“Mr. Howard, I know you're here, and since Ivy needs your consent to share, are you cool with her dishing out the details on your romance?”
Ivy had already gone sullen the moment the fan bellowed Balfour’s name.
Balfour wasn’t a public figure. Ivy had always been vigilant about his privacy. Though Balfour claimed it didn’t bother him, ever since paparazzi started snapping pics of them left and right, Ivy had cut down on their public outings.
She didn’t want Balfour constantly to be thrust into the spotlight because of her, but it never crossed her mind that her own fans might cross the line.
As the other fans around that female fan shot her disapproving glances, she remained unfazed and excited.
“Don’t you guys want to know? I surely do. Besides, Ivy said it herself – if the big boss gives the nod, she’ll spill the beans. Everyone’s gossiping that Ivy’s just throwing herself at him and their relationship’s all kinds of shady. Don’t you wish to hear Ivy set the record straight? So that there would be no more rumors.”
Many were swayed by her words, but some stood firm and chastised her, “All you want was to satisfy your own nosiness, so drop that holier-than-thou excuse.”
“Gossip never ends, and Ivy shouldn’t have to explain herself every time. You’re the one taking it too seriously, pushing Ivy to share how they met. Seems to me you’ve already made up your mind. If you can't trust Ivy’s word, then what kind of fan are you?”
Other fans nodded in agreement; they didn't want to cause Ivy any trouble.
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