From Prison Bars To Gold Bars.

26. Van, A Mystery

Before Ivy got pregnant, her grandmother had arranged for her to get married.

"But grandma, I can't possibly get married now, I'm only nineteen! There are so many things I would rather be doing with my life than planning a wedding."

"Ivy, listen to me. As a businesswoman, I understand the idea of wanting to improve in what you do. I understand the way you feel, you want to make a name for yourself in the business world, you want to become the best at this. And I think I know why."

"Look grandma, I really don't –"

"This is because of your grandfather, am I right? You feel bad about what happened to him so you want to live up to his legacy and probably even surpass it. You want to prove to your father that you are more than just the child of a mistress. Isn't it?

Well sweetie, I understand that. But the longer you stay single, the more people begin to speculate that maybe you're just like your mother."

"And what is so wrong with being like my mother?!" Ivy was always on the defensive w