"I heard you're not on good terms with the boss." Jones brought up.
"Who told you that?" Ivy asked, her mood turning foul.
"Clark. But even if he didn't tell me, I'd figure it out." He said and she looked down, trying to hide her sadness. "What's going on, princess?"
"I just… it's nothing."
"You can't say it's nothing when it's clear that you get sad anytime you talk about him. Did he hurt you in any way?"
"He did." She answered.
"What? When was that? Where?" He asked shocked.
"Here." She placed her hand on her chest. "He hurt me so much in my heart but I still think it's my fault. I was such a fool."
"I don't understand." Jones stated confused.
"Jones, you're my friend, right?" She asked for confirmation and he nodded. "You're the only one I can tell this to. I can't even say it to Nanny Feng, Layla or Anisa. I feel it's so wrong."
"What is it?" Jones pressed on.
