The Billionaire's Regret

Chapter 45

Wyatt Reed didn't make a sound on the side, but his eyes were cold. Ivy laughed softly and clasped Simon’s arm in hers. "What does it matter to you how many men I change or how many people I date?" she asked, arching an eyebrow, “Mr. Elrod, do you want to date me as well?" Duke was enraged at being snubbed. Ivy is bullying him again. “You?” he scoffed, “you are not my type!" Ivy let out a soft teasing chuckle. "To be honest, the last time I saw your body, it wasn't in terrific shape. You should only date ladies who have no taste. I have very specific specifications for men's physiques,” she asserted. How dare this woman suggested his physique isn't in good shape! Duke’s face turned crimson and white as he shook with rage, but he didn't say anything else. His nudity was in her hands, so he had no choice but to stop. Ivy’s implication was also picked up on by him. Simon chuckled to himself. "Her expectations have always been very high, Mr. Elrod, if we keep talking, my boo's appetite will suffer!” Ivy’s mood was affected by a single glimpse at Wyatt! Ivy gave Duke an icy look, ignored the man next to him, and stepped inside. Duke was so enraged that he nearly leaped up behind them. "She's way too much for me! How could she make fun of me because I have a poor figure? Doesn't my physique look good?" Wyatt’s face was unusually cool. He gave a soft snort. "Do you think it's good?” Wyatt was irritated that nothing had been going his way lately. He didn't get an appointment with Ivy, and the emerald pipe issue remained unresolved. The gloomy emotion persisted in his heart as he remembered the scene where Ivy had seen Duke running naked. He was irritated unreasonably. Duke was defeated once more. He had no idea why Wyatt was making fun of him and he’s seeming on Ivy’s side every time Ivy implies to bully him. When he went to Wyatt’s office to hunt for him, he happened to run into Wyatt’s secretary, Michael, who was contacting Ivy’s secretary, but he was turned down! Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

When the two of them went out for lunch, they noticed Ivy on a date with Simon Albert, so Wyatt couldn't be in a good mood. Duke blurted out, "I heard your family treasure was auctioned off by your mother and sister?" he remembered. Wyatt’s expression grew even colder at the mention of this, and he remained silent. "Who got it? Why don't you just invest additional money to get it?" Duke received a chilly stare from Wyatt. "Ivy has it." Duke was at a loss for words and could only utter a faint, “Oh." That would be difficult then, Duke thought. Perhaps Ivy didn't have much of an appetite after seeing those two men she loathed and felt bored with the meal. Ivy decided to go home to relax after lunch because they had some wine. The wine Simon chose tasted sweet, but it burnt her throat. It also had a significant alcohol content, as she became tipsy after only one glass. Ivy might have assumed Simon had drugged the wine if he hadn't been tipsier than she was at the time. She clenched her teeth, dialed Greg’s number, and asked him to arrange for someone to take her up. She then planned to go to the restroom to wash her face and get some rest. She didn't walk quite steadily, but she made it to the restroom and washed her face. She regretted going out with Simon after she regained consciousness. She knew the way back to the private area, but she ran into someone when she turned a corner. “Sorry…” Ivy noticed Wyatt’s chilly face with his brows tightly pulled together as soon as she opened her gaze. She quickly regained her composure and took a step back to maintain her space. “Reed?” Wyatt’s eyes lowered slightly when he noted her movement. “Ivy? What a coincidence.” Ivy cocked her brow. “No, it isn't. I was on my way out." Wyatt halted her in her tracks before she could move past him. “Let's talk," he uttered. "Talk? For what?” Ivy gave him a perplexed look.

"You know what it is," Wyatt said, his gaze fixed on her. Ivy giggled and realized she wasn't tipsy anymore. "I don't think we have anything to talk about. Please contact my assistant if you have any work-related questions." At that moment, her phone rang. It was most likely the driver. "You can specify any condition you want, but I must take the pipe," Wyatt replied as Ivy was about to depart. So, he's come to get the emerald pipe, she thought. Since it's been a day, the Don must have found out. She’s guessing Eva and Piper are fairly miserable right now. “Mr. Reed, do you still not get it? I've been ignoring you since yesterday, regardless of the terms you offered. It indicates rejection.” Ivy flashed a bright smile.