Summary: Theresa and Ivy have a heated conflict that when it's all over Ivy is left shaking in her designer shoes. Read to see what happens!
"How dare you talk about my Ethan like that?"
Fox rolled his eyes and looked at his mother.
"Mom, why do you always stand up for that spineless jackass when you can't even stand up yourself? I mean if he's so precious let him fight his own battles."
Ivy fumed.
"Fox! How dare you talk about your brother..."
"Half-brother!"
"like you are doing? Don't you have any morals?"
"Hey, I have morals but maybe you and Ethan should try buying some. Oh wait my bad. You can't neither one of you can afford them. I forgot you two aren't Cranes anymore. You can't even afford a ounce of dignity."
Theresa and Eve both laughed and whispered to each other and laughed some more.
Ivy was so angry.
"Aren't you forgetting I'm still Julian's wife? So I am a Crane and I have morals and dignity unlike some people, Queen El Grende."
Theresa looked at Ivy with pity.
"Oh, Ice Queen. You should quit fooling yourself. I'm Julian's wife and the one with access to the Crane fortune. And I don't have morals? I wouldn't get a man's bed naked and pretend I'm helpless. But we all know you're not helpless, huh, Ivy. You weren't helpless when you accused me of pushing you down the stairs and trying to keep a happy marriage apart."
"Oh Theresa. We all know I couldn't do all of those things. Plus, you could do a lot worse to get Ethan. I bet you would say you were pregnant too if it had any chance to win Ethan back."
"Why would I want Ethan back? He's with Gwen. I think he's the one who wants me back though."
"Why would he want a gold-digging tramp like you?"
Theresa smiled.
"I don't know. Why would he tell Gwen that Fox was her husband?"
"Why would Ethan do that? He loves Gwen and she's having his baby."
"I don't know why don't you ask Gwen!"
"Theresa, are you feeling ok? Has the devastation of losing the battle and the war gone to your head?"
"No Ivy but when you see how much I don't want Ethan you will be kissing the ground and begging for mercy. You haven't seen the rein of Theresa Crane. But don't you will. Probably in about nine months."
With those last words Theresa grabbed Fox's hand and walked off to leave Ivy pondering over her words. And in the deep inside the Ice Queen's cold, cold heart specks of fear of her enemy were rising. The unknowing of the future had left her almost shaking in her designer pumps.
TBC... How do you all want me to continue the story. I have an idea but any of yours will be fitted in unless to hard. Probably in the next chapters. Please R&r and tell me what you think an dif I should keep going. Thanks. Love y'all! ^_^