Ivy had made up her mind: with or without Victor's permission, she would meet her brother and uncover the truth.
Determined, Ivy prepared herself for the encounter.
She dialed Liam's number; only he could facilitate this meeting.
"Liam, I need your help," Ivy said, her voice firm.
Liam's response was cautious. "What's going on, Ivy?"
"I need to see my brother. Now."
Liam hesitated. "Ivy, Victor won't—"
"I don't care about Victor's restrictions," Ivy interrupted. "This is about my family, my legacy. I deserve to know the truth."
Liam sighed. "Meet me outside. We'll get you to your brother."
Ivy's resolve strengthened. She would uncover the secrets surrounding Xandros and her family's past.
Grabbing her bag, Ivy slipped out of the penthouse, Liam's arrival imminent.
The night air whispered secrets, and Ivy's heart pounded with anticipation.
She was taking control, and nothing would stop her from uncovering the truth.