"Since he's already using you as a tool, why not just let him have a taste of his own medicine."Ivy looked at her mother, she was unhappy and it was obvious."But mum, that'll be me jumping into his palms openly isn't that it?" "That's the best way, you hit him when he doesn't suspect, you've finally come to your senses and not that useless delusion of being special to him.""Fine," Ivy replied, her voice edgy.She was hurting but trying to cover up the pain, the truth of her mother's words hit her; Dexter truly didn't care about her, she was just his tool."Vy, Ivy you here?""Yeah mum, what's the plan to bring him down?""It's easy, seducing him, he falls for you and then you strike. It shouldn't be hard; he is already using you as a tool you only have to make him fall for your charm as a woman, make him trust you completely and blindly.""Alright, I'll do it mum, I've still got a little charm in me, so don't worry about it mother." Ivy's resolve getting stronger this time in agr
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