Chapter 45


    Wyatt Reed didn''t make a sound on the side, but his eyes were cold.


    Ivyughed softly and sped 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, thest time I saw your body, it wasn''t in terrific


    shape. You should only datedies 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 waytely. 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!


    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 rx 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 ss.


    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 nned 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 herposure 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. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.


    "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-rted 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''se 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 shed a bright smile.