The Billionaire's Regret

Chapter 119

Neon Club was a swanky private nightclub in New York City. Ivy had just left a meeting with Greg and proceeded directly to the club. When she arrived, she was escorted to Room 2222 by someone. She pushed the door open and witnessed Windy and Agatha's private party. Other familiar faces were present, as well as a slew of other models and young actors from the entertainment industry. Essentially, they were all male. Flint and Xian were also in attendance. When they saw Ivy, they all rose to their feet to greet her one by one. Ivy smiled and considered how lively it was. Windy drew Ivy aside and whispered into her ear, "This is a stud buffet! We prepared this specifically for you, so please do not be polite to us. Simply take whomever you wish." Ivy's body became rigid. She cast a suspicious glance at Windy. "What are you two conspiring?" "You literally returned from the pit of hell! Therefore, you must have some fun! I'm sure you were scarred by whatever heinous things you witnessed while on the island. You now have the opportunity to feast your eyes on these handsome men. To be honest, you could always just join them for a drink." Ivy was speechless as she met Windy's gaze. Although Windy's manner was a little zealous, Ivy appreciated her good intentions. "Thank you, girl," she chuckled. Windy rolled her eyes but eventually smiled. “You’re welcome, bitch! Indeed, Agatha and I anticipated that you would enjoy this!" Ivy was rendered speechless once more. 'Do I have the right kind of friends?' Suddenly, her phone began to glow. Vince inquired as to her whereabouts. She considered it and texted him her location. "You're not opposed to another person joining us for a while, are you?" Windy shook her head, indifferently waving her hand. "As long as it's a man, we don't care how

many there are!" Ivy's lips twitched. “Okay.” She demanded excessively. Because everyone was from show business, they got along well on the surface. Everyone ate and drank freely and then let loose. They cracked harmless jokes, sang, and engaged in some lighthearted play. Vince arrived in less than twenty minutes. He appeared quite anxious and depressed. As soon as Vince entered, he made his way over to Ivy. "Ivy, you're going to have to help me this time." Vince was enraged at Wyatt, who was far too implacable. Wyatt desired to push him against the wall and even convinced everyone that it was in Vince's best interests! As a result, Vince was unable to accept defeat so easily. "What is the matter?" Ivy cast a careless glance his way. Vince's voice was somewhat hoarse and distressed. "My uncle has rendered my studio bankrupt. I'm even in massive debt at the moment. He asked me to work for him, and I'm not sure I can handle it." Ivy came to a halt and looked at Vince's disheveled and sad expression. She recalled the young man on the island who was so wild, crazy, fearless, and easy-going. How did he become imprisoned in a corporate cage? Ivy chuckled and sipped from her glass of wine. She then removed a credit card from her purse. "Is $100 million sufficient?" This was the sum Wyatt agreed to pay her for the painting. Vince came to a halt and was stunned for a brief moment. He raised his eyes to her in disbelief. Ivy smiled warmly and innocently, without a trace of contempt or complexity in her expression. "Didn't I already inform you that I'm loaded? Taking care of your financial needs is truly not a problem for me. Because that is your career and dream, and you intend to pursue it, I will support you!" Vince remained silent for a brief moment. He had not anticipated this from Ivy. He came here solely

to allow Ivy to call Wyatt and plead for mercy, or to persuade her to blame Wyatt for this. Vince most emphatically did not anticipate her respect for and support of his career and dreams. He muttered and pursed his lips. “Ivy… You are the greatest!" “Save it. We're close friends, and this money is nothing," Ivy raised her hand. " You are welcome to spend it all!" Vince took the card and gave her a thoughtful look. "Ivy, I never imagined meeting a woman who could speak to my heart. Rest assured, my heart will remain vigilant from now on... Additionally, my person is entirely yours!" "That is unnecessary." Ivy gave Vince an unflinching look. She had no use for his person or heart and thus did not desire them. Furthermore, Vince's professed deep affection was solely for her money, so Ivy faced little psychological strain. Vince took this money without further ado and used it to extinguish the fire that was figuratively consuming his dreams. Agatha and Windy, who had overheard their earlier conversation, could not contain their laughter. "Girl, spoken like a true rich bitch," Windy patted Ivy's shoulder. Ivy flipped her hair in the opposite direction. "I am a wealthy heiress!" The music was deafening. Everyone was having a good time minding their own business and never considered prying into one another's affairs. Ivy had consumed a little too much alcohol and was feeling a little lighthearted, so she desired to wash her face and get some fresh air to rehydrate. However, she collided with someone when she opened the door to the private room. The woman let out a sharp sob as if she had been soiled by dirty water. Her tone was contemptuous. "Are you deaf?! Are you able to afford these garments? Why don't you just reincarnate as..." Ivy's tipsiness dissipated upon hearing a somewhat familiar voice, and she instantly regained her

composure. She raised her eyes to the screaming woman with a smirk. "What a coincidence, Mrs. Reed..." Eva Reed, Wyatt Reed's mother, was the woman who ran into her. Eva's body stiffened immediately upon hearing Ivy's voice. She raised her eyes and noticed that it was indeed Ivy. Eva came here solely to inquire about Ingrid's whereabouts but was unsuccessful. All she wanted to do was vent her rage and she didn't even see who it was before she began cursing out a storm. Surprisingly, that individual turned out to be Ivy! Eva's expression changed several times. Ivy found it quite amusing to observe. Eva could previously reprimand Ivy whenever she pleased, but Ivy's value had changed dramatically now that she was the heiress of Morgan Corporation. Additionally, Don Reed warned Eva numerous times that she was no longer allowed to mess with Ivy. Piper was the poster child for this. Eva was hesitant, but she was powerless to disobey. "Oh, that would be you." Eva's voice was hushed in the absence of the arrogance she possessed just now. Although Eva disliked Ivy, she had not forgotten Wyatt's announcement to the entire family following Ivy's resurrection. Wyatt stated that he would marry only Ivy in the future. Whoever dared to provoke Ivy's wrath would face his wrath. Even Don Reed concurred on this point. Ivy pursed his lips and examined Eva's expensive clothing, which lacked even a single crease. "How much does it cost? I'll make amends." “No. There is no need." Eva maintained her stance. Although she would not actively provoke Ivy, she was averse to sucking up to her and being snubbed. It's not as if she was in need of money in the first place. “Okay.” Ivy made no attempt. Eva had refused, and she did not wish to spend her money on her. Behind Ivy, the door was ajar. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Windy was in the room and urged her jokingly. "Return quickly, Ivy! Your thirteen suitors are awaiting your arrival!" Ivy couldn't stop herself from laughing. Eva called out to her as she waved her hand and was about to leave. “Wait!” Ivy came to a halt. “Yes?” Eva drew a long face and regarded her with disdain. "Ivy, allow me to speak." "What do you want to discuss?" Ivy did not believe they had anything to discuss. "I invite you to accompany me." Eva's face was flushed as she turned to enter a nearby private room. She appeared to be determined. 'How audacious!' Ivy considered walking away, but she was also intrigued by what Eva might say to her. Ivy followed Eva into the room after some deliberation. Eva sat on the sofa, her smug sense of superiority indicating her contempt for this environment. She was incredibly annoying. On the other hand, Ivy made no comment because she could not be bothered. "Mrs. Reed, I'm short on time, so you'd better keep it brief." Ivy examined her watch and determined that she could spare five minutes for Eva. Eva's face appeared slightly contorted. She then spoke forcefully. "Ivy, given Wyatt's willingness to reconcile with you, I believe it is time for you to take part in your private matters."