Substitute Wife For The Blind CEO
Chapter 110: Breaking News

Chapter 110: Breaking News

Naturally, she would’ve thought of how the Winters Corporations had helped their company both in investing in their stock and helping them analyse the market, now, she couldn’t care less. She’d acquired more money from over the six months Ruby had been married to Stefan.

Not only Elizabeth who had been paying her a huge sum as per their agreement, Stefan had also been giving her huge sum of money every now and then just because he was happy with Ruby. She had enough to employ the services of a better analyst and she’d invested in other stock market that was sweeping money for her, thanks to Ruby’s advice. Now she couldn’t care less who Elizabeth was.

Elizabeth looked her over, shaking her head. "I’m not going anywhere until Ivy comes down and signs these papers," Elizabeth said, her voice rising. "I’m not leaving until this ends today."

Regina crossed her arms, watching Elizabeth. "Then you better make yourself comfortable, because Ivy isn’t here."

Elizabeth stared at her, trying to see past the cold mask on her face.

"Don’t lie to me, Regina."

"I’m not," she snapped. "She left. She’s not in this house."

"I’ll go check then——"

"Don’t you dare! This is my house and I won’t let you walk over me!" she cut in before Elizabeth could even finish. "Leave my house, now!"

Elizabeth’s eyes narrowed. She wasn’t taking any chances. She wasn’t leaving until she’d confirmed.

She stepped to the side and motioned toward the front door. A moment later, two guards entered—men she had called before even getting to the house, just in case.

After the last time and Regina still didn’t come to her senses, she knew this one wouldn’t have been any easier. Hence, the preparation.

"Search the house," she ordered. "Top to bottom. If anyone tries to stop you, don’t hesitate to use force. Any where you see Ivy, drag her out!" fr\(e)ew(e)b.(n)o (v)(e)l.com

Regina’s eyes widened, and she moved like she wanted to say something, but when one of the guards stepped forward, she stepped back instead.

"You’re insane," she hissed.

"No," Elizabeth said softly, "I’m just done playing nice."

"You’re just wasting your time," she hissed but Elizabeth didn’t answer her. She just stood there as she waited for the guards to carry out her order.

The guards moved swiftly, checking room after room. Elizabeth stood by the stairwell, arms crossed, watching Regina pace like a trapped animal.

After what felt like an hour, the guards returned, shaking their heads.

"No sign of her," one of them said.

Elizabeth turned to Regina. "I guess this is your lucky day," she said. "But that won’t always be the case. Tell Ivy she better keep hiding. Because the day I find her, she’ll regret ever thinking she could mess with my son and walk away clean."

With that, she left, the divorce documents still in hand, but the weight on her chest heavier than ever.

Now, in the present, Elizabeth sat down on the edge of her bed, rubbing her temples.

Where are you, Ivy? She’d been hundred percent sure she’d see Ivy in her mother’s house and had been completely and utterly disappointed when the guards didn’t find her.

How long was it going to take to get the papers signed? Now she was sure Ivy knew about the divorce and had hidden herself to avoid signing them. Where could she be?

Should she involve the police? Hire a private investigator?

Maybe Ivy had gone abroad. Or maybe she was hiding with a friend. But which one?

She reached for her phone, ready to call one of her contacts when a breaking news alert flashed across the screen.

Her brows furrowed as she clicked it open, wondering what it was.

"Breaking: Eliana Howells, daughter of the Howells family, was involved in a car accident late last night. Sources say the injuries are severe and that she may not be able to use her legs again. The accident occurred just outside the city limits..."

Elizabeth’s eyes squinted at the screen as she zoomed in the picture of the victim.

"Eliana Howells..." she echoed.

That name. That face. It looked familiar. Too familiar.

Where had she seen that face?

Before she could even think more about it, it hit her and immediately she realized where she’d seen the face and why it seemed familiar. It wasn’t just someone she’d randomly seen.

It was Ivy. It was through Ivy she’d met the young girl.

Ivy and Eliana. They were always seen together. Shopping, attending events, laughing like two overgrown teenagers.

Her heart skipped as a thought crossed her mind.

Was Ivy in that car with her?

No... If she had been, the news would’ve mentioned it. Right?

Elizabeth stood, clutching the phone like it held answers.

Still... She needed to be sure.

If Eliana had been with Ivy recently, then maybe she could give her some answers. Maybe she knew where Ivy had gone.

And if there was even a slim chance that Ivy had been involved in that crash...

No.

It couldn’t be but she needed to go. Now.

Deciding that, she quickly got dressed. She grabbed her purse and headed out, her heels clicking faster now, no longer pacing but moving with purpose.

She knew where she was going because the news article had also covered the hospital where Eliana had been taken to.

She would go there. She would see for herself.

And if Ivy was there—or if Eliana knew where she was—then this whole nightmare might finally start to make sense. She didn’t mind taking care of the expenses, as long as she got something—anything that could help her get to Ivy.

As she got into her car and pulled out of the driveway, Elizabeth’s jaw was tight, her heart pounding, and her thoughts racing.

She didn’t care about propriety anymore.

She didn’t care if Regina called her names, if Ivy threw tantrums, or if Eliana’s family didn’t want her around.

She was going to get answers. And she was going to find Ivy. One way or another.