Chapter 710


    As Wayne Silverman took Cory and Ivy out, it felt like he was walking on clouds. Rosalynn Tesdal’s


    words kept ringing in his ears: “Yes, daddy can do anything.”


    “President Silverman, are you leaving now?”


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    The people in the studio greeted Wayne immediately when they saw himing out.


    Wayne snapped back to reality and nodded politely.


    “Thank you for the pae!”


    Wayne gave a slight smile, “I hope you all can help Gabrie share her worries.”


    “Of course!”


    The atmosphere in the studio was harmonious.


    Like a model husband, Wayne followed the kids out of the studio.


    Ivy was thrilled.


    She was happily swinging her feet in the car seat.


    “Are you that happy?” Wayne asked as he buckled her in.


    Ivy nodded, “Mom never let us go to her workce before!”


    “It’s because there are so many people in the studio. If you got hurt, your mom would be devastated


    and me herself,” Wayne exined on Rosalynn’s behalf.


    However, Ivy looked at him: “That’s a lie you’d tell a three–year–old.


    Wayne was stunned.


    Ivy continued, “There are lots of irresponsible reporters at mom’s workce. She’s afraid of us being


    photographed. You know why she was scared before, but not anymore, right?”


    Wayne lowered his eyes. How could he not know the answer?


    Seeing Wayne’s reaction, Ivy blurted out the answer: “It’s because mom used to be afraid of you finding


    out, but now that you’ve found out, she’s not scared anymore~”


    “You’re so smart,” Wayne said.


    “But even a smart person like me, there are still many things that I can’t figure out.” Ivy nced at him,


    then turned her head away, pouting, “Nevermind, I don’t want to talk to you anymore!”


    Ivy’s mood changed faster than he could imagine.


    Cory had been silently watching the show. The fact that Ivy could talk to Wayne so much proved she


    wasn’t mad anymore.


    At present, she just had a lot of questions and couldn’t find the answers.


    On the way home, Ivy didn’t speak anymore.


    After dropping Cory off at home with Hria, who had arrived earlier, Wayne apanied Ivy to feed


    Baillie’s cat.


    The cat ate and drank its fill, and wanted Ivy to hold it.


    But Ivy nced at the time: “I can’t hold you anymore today.”


    She whispered a few words into the cat’s ear before putting it down and leaving the cat room, closing


    the ss door behind her.


    The cat pitifully sat by the door, wagging its tail, meowing as it watched Ivy leave.


    Why don’t you y with the cat for a little longer? There’s still time, Wayne asked, puzzled.


    Ivy looked at him.


    Why? Sheined in her heart.


    Of course, it was because she was worried that someone wouldn’t have time to prepare their bedtime


    story


    Tm pretty tired today! After saying this, Ivy walked outside. When she met Baillie’s maid, her defiance


    disappeared, and the became docile, graciously greeting the maid: “Ma’am, I’m going home to sleep. I


    hope you have a good dream tonight”


    The maidughed heartily: “Goodnight, little miss. Tomorrow morning, I’ll make you breakfast.”


    “Alright!” Ivy said, swallowing saliva.


    Then she resumed her previous defiance and left with her father.


    They didn’t take the car back.


    Ivy walked in front, hands on her hips, full of confidence.


    While Wayne followed behind, carrying her small bag, his eyes always on Ivy’s back, his smile full of


    affection.