Chapter 24


    The slender and tall figure standing in front of her, those perfect and Greek god-like features that he


    had, was the man Ivy had been fascinated with for three years—Wyatt Reed.


    At first nce, Ivy had a momentary hesitation but soon regained herposure.


    How could he be here?


    What a coincidence!


    “Mr. Reed?” Zayne Dy stood up in a panic, and his body was trembling with humility.


    Wyatt’s face was gloomy, and he stared at Zayne Dy, wearing his deadly res. “Do you have any


    death wishes? If so,” he moved forward, “I will fulfill it,” he added and gritted his teeth.


    At this moment, the nameless anger suddenly erupted from Wyatt’s chest, and his eyes were cold


    and intimidating.


    He was about to throw a punch and teach this Zayne Dy a lesson when a figure suddenly appeared


    behind him, kicking Zayne Dy, who stood up, to the ground again and then started to throw a series


    of punches at Zayne’s face, his body—trying to break the old man’s bones.


    “Simon!” Ivy shouted to stop the man.


    Simon threw onest punch and got up. He turned to Ivy. “I went to yourpany, and your


    assistant told me that you came here. And I’m surprised to see this shit!” he said and kicked Zayne,


    who tried to get up from the floor.


    Simon walked over casually, ignoring Wyatt’s presence, and handed over the flower that he put


    down on the table near the door. “For you,” he said and smiled.


    Ivy arched her brow and crossed her arms in front of her chest. She sighed; although her n was


    disrupted, the things she wanted to get had already been obtained, and it was not a failure or a loss


    for her at all.


    Ivy reached for the flowers in the end. “Thank you, but forget about this next time. And if you


    continue to fight, you might kill him, and I don’t want to get into trouble,” she said.


    Simon nodded. “Of course, I will obey you, my Queen,” he said, “I will spare his life this time—”


    “Simon.”


    Simon smiled. “Sure thing. I will not do it again,” he said like a tame pet.


    Zayne Dy, at this moment, nced at the people in front of him in fear. Wyatt Reed was here, and


    so was Simon Albert. And if he fights, he will surely lose.


    Soon after that, he heard that they spared his life. The old man forced himself to flee in a daze and


    panic. However, before he could walk out, a hard thing was thrown at his head, and it was the car


    key. He stared at it when it fell on the floor.


    “Take it away. And don’t you try to bribe my girlfriend,” Simon sneered coldly.


    Zayne’s eyes widened, and he nodded swiftly. “Yes. Yes. Yes,” he said and hurried out.


    Ivy arched her brown and mmed Simon’s shoulder. “Don’t talk nonsense. And I am not your


    girlfriend. You’re gross.”


    Suddenly, Ivy’s gazended on Wyatt, and when their gazes met, Wyatt pierced his deep and cold


    eyes on her.


    “Why are you here, Mr. Reed?” Ivy asked.


    “Yeah, I’m also curious. Why are you here, huh, Reed?” Simon clearly looked at him with scrutiny.


    “Ivy, don’t you know that there is something wrong with the wine? And how could you attend this


    private foul dinner? Is this the life that you want?” Wyatt asked simultaneously. The irony in his


    words is pretty apparent.


    Is this what Ivy really wants after their divorce?


    He doesn’t know why, but the anger in his chest couldn’t help but burst out at that moment. And that


    Simon even called her his girlfriend, and what’s with the flowers?


    Ivy arched her brow and shed a smile. It was really humiliating that she thought that Wyatt would


    be so kind as to help her, but what is he doing?


    She nced up at him, and she was wearing delicate light makeup making her eyes look bright and


    sharp. She let out a soft chuckle and shook her head. “Thank you for your concern, Mr. Reed, but I


    switched my ss with that old man before I drink it. But what life do I want?” she walked closer to


    him, “you have no right to talk orment about it. I don’t need your opinion.”


    And just about she was about to leave, Wyatt grabbed her arm and looked at her coldly. “What do


    you mean? You didn’t answer my question.”


    Ivy ticked the corner of her lips. “Some words are not meant to be spoken out, Wyatt. As I said, you


    don’t have a damn ce in my life for you to teach me. I am here for work, and it is better than


    being a maid all day in your family. And what do you think is the difference between your family and


    that Zayne Dy?”


    Ivy sneered and pulled her arm out of Wyatt’s grip and never looked back again at him when she


    left the room.


    Simon raised an eyebrow and immediately followed Ivy.N?velDrama.Org owns all content.