Real Heiress: Flash Marriage With Boyfriend's Uncle - Chapter 276

Chapter 276: Broken up with Ivy Chapter 276: Broken up with Ivy Roderick sipped his coffee, his mind replaying the unsettling incident from the previous day.

The feeling of being followed by someone lingered like a shadow, refusing to leave his mind.

He frowned, debating whether to bring it up with his uncle.

“Should I tell him?” he murmured.

“But if I do, he might blow it out of proportion.” He sighed, setting his phone down on the table.

Just as his hand left the device, it buzzed.

The screen lit up with a familiar name-Elliot.

Roderick’s brows knit together in confusion.

“Why is he calling me now?” he muttered, staring at the flashing name.

After a brief pause, he swiped to answer.

“Can we meet, Rick?” Elliot’s voice came through, skipping the usual pleasantries.

Roderick blinked, momentarily caught off guard.

“Uh-sure,” he said, trying to mask his surprise.

“La Bella Roma.

In an hour,” Elliot said briskly before ending the call.

Roderick stared at his phone, the unanswered questions piling up in his mind.

“What was that?

Why did he call me like that?” he muttered.

Roderick rose to his feet, brushing off the lingering unease.

He headed to the changing room and slipped into a warm outfit, perfect for the chilly weather.

Grabbing his motorcycle keys, he realized it had been a long time since he last rode it.

Taking his helmet, he strode confidently out of the room.

As he descended the stairs, he spotted his grandfather sitting in the living room, reading the morning newspaper.

“Good morning, Grandpa,” Roderick greeted warmly.

“I’ll be heading out and might come back late.

Please let Mom know not to worry.” Aleksis lowered his paper and regarded him with concern.

“Alright, but drive carefully, son,” he replied, his tone tinged with worry as he watched Roderick disappear out the front door.

Once outside, Roderick inserted the key into the bike’s ignition, the engine roaring to life after a brief hesitation.

Sliding on his helmet, he mounted the bike and sped off toward the restaurant.

Upon arriving, he skillfully maneuvered into the parking area, applying the brakes with precision.

Removing his helmet, he handed the bike keys to the valet waiting nearby.

With a brisk nod, Roderick turned and walked toward the revolving entrance.

Meanwhile, at the restaurant, Nora was stepping out alongside Demitri.

“Thank you, Mr.

Velkazh,” she said softly, a grateful smile lighting up her face.

Demitri gave her a slight nod, his gaze distracted as a sleek car parked nearby caught his attention.

Despite its idling engine, no one stepped out.

Nora tilted her head, noticing his sudden stillness.

“Is something wrong?” she asked.

“Hmm,” Demitri hummed, his expression sharpening.

“Nothing,” he said quickly, watching as she headed back inside.

But unease gnawed at him.

He instinctively pulled out his phone as he murmured to himself, “Why does it feel like someone is trailing Roderick?” Demitri dialed Aiden’s number, the line connecting almost immediately.

“What’s up, Demitri?” Aiden answered, his voice slightly breathless, likely from his treadmill workout.

“I think someone’s following Roderick,” Demitri said.

“Since Lucius is out of town, I think you and Roger need to look into it.” “What?” Aiden’s tone shifted, concern replacing his usual casual demeanor.

He stopped the treadmill and stepped off, wiping his face with the towel hanging around his neck.

“I don’t have all the details yet, but I saw something suspicious.

It’s better to be cautious.

I’m sending the picture of the car’s number plate, which seems dubious to me,” Demitri added.

“Alright, I’ll get Roger and see what we can find,” Aiden assured him.

“Send your location.

We will be there right away,” he stated.

“Sure.” Demitri hung up the call and quickly sent his location, followed the photo of the car’s number plate, which he just took.

“I hope it’s not something serious,” Demitri mumbled to himself.

~~~~ Inside the restaurant, Roderick made his way to the reserved table on the third floor.

As he approached, he spotted Elliot seated at the table.

But what truly caught him off guard was the presence of Ivy.

His steps slowed momentarily as a hint of realization dawned on him.

He had a feeling this wasn’t going to be a casual meeting.

Masking his surprise, he straightened up and took a seat across from them.

A waiter promptly arrived, ready to take their orders.

“What would you like to eat?” Elliot asked, his gaze shifting between Ivy and Roderick.

Roderick leaned back slightly in his chair.

“Anything’s fine.

You can decide.” Elliot turned to Ivy next.

“I’ll go with the same,” she said simply, avoiding any unnecessary interaction.

Elliot nodded and placed the order with the waiter before turning his full attention to the table.

There was a brief silence before Elliot finally broke it.

“I know I shouldn’t have called you like this,” he began, “but I felt I deserved to know the truth.” Roderick met his gaze, sensing the weight behind those words.

He glanced at Ivy, who sat quietly, her expression unreadable.

“The truth about what?” Roderick asked, though he already had an inkling of where this conversation was headed.

Ivy fidgeted slightly but said nothing, leaving Elliot to continue.

“The truth about you two,” Elliot replied.

“My grandfather asked me to date Ivy.

And we completely refused not in front of the elders, but between each other,” Roderick stated.

“Now, you have broken up with Ivy, I don’t think I need to explain anything here.

The matter was between you and Ivy.” “Of course.

Thank you for keeping in dark the day you talked me about my relationship suddenly,” Elliot said, feeling betrayed.

“Dude, I didn’t keep you in dark.

I just didn’t wish to tell you something about which I wasn’t even serious.

And Ivy and I aren’t official.

We are doing this for–” Roderick’s words suddenly cut off as Ivy spoke.

“We are together for my mother’s sake.

She got a heart attack, and Elliot, you have lost your right on me.

I did not tell you because Roderick and I were merely pretending to be together.

I was the one, who asked him to help me.

I thought once you’d give me the green signal about our marriage, I’d tell my parents too.

But nothing like that happened,” Ivy proclaimed, her eyes brimming with tears.