The Billionaire's Regret

Chapter 23

Zayne and Anna were shocked. However, Zayne suddenly revealed a deep smile, picked up the red wine next to him, and poured it into Ivy’s glass. “Miss Ivy, since it is a talk, I also came with sincerity. You look at this document as long as you sign it. And I will not treat you badly,” he said. Zayne Dy took out a document from his bag, which was almost the same as the content in Ivy’s hand, but the number was ten points lower than Anna’s. Anna Gomez rolled her eyes and hurriedly advised her, “Ivy, what is the use of you relying on Cooper? You should find a few more patrons; Cooper obviously wanted to harm you before putting you in this position, regardless of whether you asked. And what good would it do for you to follow him? And put this in mind, he can’t marry you as a wife.” Ivy did not have the heart to listen to Anna’s provocation. And how could she think that Ivy and Cooper were lovers? What a bitch! “Look at the clothes you are wearing; it doesn’t even have a brand. You bought them on the internet, right? And how do you go to work? By taking a cab?” Anna triumphantly glared at Ivy’s shabbiness. In comparison, she was wearing a Chanel suit. “I am a person who came over, I will not lie to you, following Zayne will not suffer losses, he prepared a second-hand Audi for you, and he will help you in the project for you to be in a stable position.” Looking at Ivy’s quiet and deep groaning, Anna thought that she had moved her, and she made a look of satisfaction at Zayne and then stood up with pride, “I’ll go to the bathroom, and you will talk first,” she said. As soon as Anna went out, a sharp flash of sharpness lingered in her eyes, and she saw a familiar person sneaking at the bathroom door; she pulled it, “Everything’s ready?” Anna asked the waiter. The waiter trembled. “That medicine has already fallen into the wine—” “That’s fine,” Anna cut off and smiled devilishly. The waiter bit his lower lip, “Miss Gomez, if I’m not mistaken, that lady was Mr. Wyatt Reed’s ex- wife, right?” NôvelDrama.Org content.

Anna nodded, “Yeah. It’s her,” she replied. The waiter took a tight grip on the platter that he was holding. “She’s Wyatt’s ex-wife that relies on other men to ascend to the throne. How could Wyatt like a bitch like her? Oh, anyway, don’t you dare tell this to anyone, okay? If so, we’re good,” Anna uttered. The waiter bowed his head. “Yes, Miss.” Anna smirked, “Good.” The waiter then left. Anna stepped on high heels and went to the bathroom to retouch her makeup. And didn’t know that someone eavesdropped. Wyatt’s clenched his fist and pulled the waiter who talked about his ex-wife earlier. His eyes were dark and cold when he glared at the waiter. “Which room is Ivy in?” he asked. “Mr. … Reed?” The private club is not for wealthy or elite people; meeting and knowing people is the most basic training, the waiter then recognized Wyatt Reed at a glance, and his face is scary. “Speak!” Angered lingered in Wyatt’s eyes as he tightened his grip on the waiter’s uniform. The waiter trembled in fear. “In… room 038.” Wyatt’s aura is scary, and the waiter values his life, and he can’t lie to this powerful man. Wyatt is way too powerful than that, Zayne Dy. Wyatt let go of the waiter and left. INSIDE the room. Zayne Dy smiled obscenely and disgustingly and reached out to touch Ivy’s hand on the table. However, Ivy pulled it away, picked up the wine glass, and gently shook it. The old man took a half-used car key from his bag and threw it on the table. “Miss Ivy, this car key belongs to you,” he said. Ivy stared at the car key for a moment and suddenly smiled, but a chill lingered on her lips. “Anna Gomez took gifts more than me, right?” Zayne Dy looked at her greasily. “With Miss Ivy’s appearance, Anna Gomez is better than you, and when this cooperation is completed, bigger surprises are waiting for you.” Ivy grinned. She was really expecting this situation. She’s not dumbed not to know about Anna’s schemes. Zayne, the old man, raised his glass. “Let’s have a drink and celebrate,” he said.

Suddenly, Ivy dodged her mobile phone that was on the table, and it fell on the floor; Zayne then bent down to pick it up. Ivy raised the wine glass with her hand and smiled. Zayne Dy’s eager gaze darted to Ivy, and he then waited for her to drink from her glass. He watched how Ivy’s lips touched the glass, seems deliberately hesitated for a moment, but then she drank into it, making the corners of her lips soaked with red wine, tossing it all at once. Zayne smiled satisfactorily. He stared at Ivy’s style and beauty after drinking. He walked over and put the Audi car keys in her hand. “As long as this thing is done, I will send you a new Audi,” he coaxed. Ivy’s face darkened, and she was about to speak when suddenly, Zayne Dy fell on the ground as he was kicked by the person that Ivy didn’t expect to see. “There is a medicine in the wine. You have already drunk it?”