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“Grandma, are you moving in with us?”

“No, Sage. I’ll spend the night. Then while I figure things out, I’ll stay in the guest house,” Grace informed her.

Manny, Ivy, and Grace had discussed it earlier. Her mother-in-law needed a little space while she figured out her next steps. Grace liked the idea of being nearby for now, so the guest house was the perfect solution.

When Grace had casually told her she was going to leave Larson, Ivy wasn’t sure if she’d go through with it. Yes, Larson was a lying bastard, but they had a lot of history. Grace was every bit as strong as the man she raised. Apparently, she didn’t suffer fools. She was planning for her future.

“Maybe, I’ll become a city girl and get a condo downtown.Ivy made a mental note to tell her mother-in-law, maybe, she shouldn’t call herself a city girl. Because she was pretty sure her mother-in-law wasn’t planning to move to the city and open her bedroom doors.

It was an hour before the family parted ways. The boys headed back into the city while Sage accompanied her Grandma to check out the guest house.

Manny pulled Ivy into his office. The first thing he did was kiss her soundly. Then he rested his forehead on hers. “How are you, Doc?”

“I’m fine. Why do you ask?”

“Because a lot has been going on, and you have been taking care of me, the children, and now my Mom. I need to make sure I’m taking care of you. All of these secrets and lies are wreaking havoc on your life, too.”

“You are taking care of me.”

Manny checked his phone. “While we were talking to the family, everyone reached out. Frank texted. Apparently, he flew Darren out first class, and he upgraded his suite. He says if he is waiting for Leonardo to fly back with him, I’m paying for a mini break.”

“Well, that’s fair.” Ivy laughed. Knowing Frank, he was going to go all out and stick it to Manny.

“Yea, but don’t tell him I said so. Oh. We have an appointment with the lawyer tomorrow at three. Does that work for you?”

“I’ll make it work.”

“Darsh called…” Manny trailed off as a call came in.

“Yes,” He answered and placed the call on speaker.

“I have been trying to reach you, Emmanuel.” As livid as Larson sounded, Manny sounded equally unbothered.

“I’ve been busy.”

“This is ridiculous! I couldn’t even get onto your property.”

Wow, Larson really was entitled.

“Good. Then they are doing their job. Bonuses are in their future.”

“You think this is funny? A game?” Larson was really working himself up.

“I don’t find anything about this remotely funny,” Manny countered.

“I want to see my fucking wife! You can’t keep her from me,” Larson yelled.

“My Mom said she needs some time. She’ll contact you when she’s good and ready.” His cool and unbothered demeanour began slipping.

“Emmanuel please. I can’t even get a hold of her. Help me.”

“Sure. I will give you some advice. Wait for her to call you. While you are waiting, prepare for the fallout from the last fifty years of lies.”

“Watch who you are talking to. This is completely unacceptab?—”

Larson’s tirade was cut off as Manny disconnected the call. The phone rang immediately. Her husband ignored the call.

“Oh, this is going to get ugly,” Ivy groused.

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