"Where's security? Someone get security, quickly. This workshop is a restricted area. Unauthorized personnel aren't allowed to just wander in and out."
In reality, the textile factory didn't have any secrets to speak of.
Grace Winslow was just deliberately trying to provoke Ivy White.
After all, Ivy White had been hanging around her a lot lately, and it was getting rather annoying.
She just wanted to make a clean break with her past. Ideally, they would never cross paths again for the rest of their lives. She had no desire for any more involvement with Ivy White and Caleb Forrest.
Security arrived quickly, and with them was Caleb Forrest, who had also been notified.
When Caleb Forrest saw Ivy White, he walked right up and slapped her without a second word. "Who told you to come out here and make a fool of yourself? Now get the hell back home!"
Ivy White clutched her face, her expression a mixture of shock and grief.
