Chapter 47


    Ivy had the impression that when Simon was sincere, he could capture her heart and soul, and she


    was disorientated for a moment.


    He’s no longer the reckless Simon Albert he was three years ago.


    Ivy froze and soon regained her poise. She didn’t want him to notice her strangeness. Ivy didn’t


    want to get sucked into another love vortex, no matter who it was.


    “Albert, you’re getting better at enticing women, aren’t you?”


    Simon is somewhat taken aback. Heughed and stepped back. “There is no one else suited for me


    to persuade.”


    “Yeah… Your girlfriends could certainly circle the world if they lined up, so they’re the ones coaxing


    you—girls coax you, jerk.”


    Ivy teasingly raised her brows and gazed at him. Everyone was aware of Simon Albert’s tumultuous


    love life.


    Simon smiled. “All of it is in the past. You are aware that those are fraudulent,” he shrugs, “and I’m


    not guilty,” he added.


    “All right. Thank you for your constion, but I’m exhausted,” Ivy replied and shook her head.


    Ivy didn’t want to get caught up in another man’s affection. Not to mention that Simon had been a


    close friend of hers for many years, and she did not want to lose him.


    Simon stepped over and caressed Ivy’s head when he noticed she wasn’t as depressed as she had


    been. His eyes were soft and adoring. “Then I’ll go,” he said, “take some time to rx.”


    When Simon wasn’t being yful, he had such a dignified, quiet, and aristocratic attitude that it was


    difficult not to be fascinated.


    Ivy shook her head when the man’s left.


    What a jerk! Ivy cursed silently in her heart.


    She averted her gaze and noticed the emerald pipe she had left on the table. Ivy pursed her lips,


    walked over, picked it up, and examined it. Her smile grew icier with time. She then tossed it away


    and walked to her room.


    If Don Reed knew his prized family artifact was being mistreated in this manner, he would be


    outraged!


    Ivy took a nap until 10:00 p.m., and she awoke to find Cooper’s message.


    From: Cooper


    I have a business matter to attend to and will be away for three days. Take care of thepany.


    She sighed. How could Cooper believe her so much to handle over for a few days? Why is he


    unconcerned? She wondered.


    Ivy assumed Cooper would be on the ne by this point, so she didn’t make a call and just sent a


    message.


    To: Cooper


    You can’t me me if there’s any trouble! Also, please be ready to clean up my mess, my big


    brother. HAHAHA!


    After a few seconds of sending it, she was immediately notified of a new message.


    Cooper’s response to her was helpless.


    From: Cooper


    Just don’t dere bankruptcy. Everything else is tolerable for the time being.


    Ivy exhaled a sigh of relief and suddenly realized the pipe in the living room. She got out of bed,


    turned on the lights, found an excellent position, and photographed the emerald pipe up close. She


    then shared it on social media.


    @itsIvy: I just purchased this piece of garbage for everyone to admire!


    If I’m not happy, why should others be? Ivy pondered.


    Soon after, Windy and Simon shared her post, which quickly reached Wyatt Reed’s side.


    Everyone could see that Don Reed’s family relic had devolved into little rubbish in Ivy’s hands.


    Ivy ended up eating a snack and went back to sleep, utterly clueless that her photo had enraged


    Don Reed to the point of losing his appetite.


    THE NEXT DAY, Ivy awoke at 8:00 a.m. and received a call from Windy, who was in a haze.


    “What exactly is it?” she asked.


    I shared your messagest night, and there are so many individuals asking for a high amount for


    that pipe! Someone made an offer of up to $60 million! Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    Ivyughed as she sat up. “Wow…” her eyes widened in surprise. It doubled overnight. I think it’s


    worth more than I thought.


    “Well, I have no ns to sell. It’s only for all to see.”


    Windy burst outughing. I recognized one of them and probed a little deeper. And guess what?


    That guy only did what he was told. And it was Duke Elrod who gave the order. This appears to


    be Wyatt Reed’s objective. They’re undoubtedly too tired to sit still much longer, huh?


    Ivy arched her brow. It was exactly as she expected. Do they think she’s a moron for selling it?


    Ivy realized it was almost time for work after a brief conversation with Windy. She couldn’t afford to


    stop now that Cooper was gone.


    She intended to drive to work, so she went to the garage to select a car. Her garage looked like a


    high-end car disy because the luxury cars her father had bought for her had already arrived. Ivy


    was taken aback when she saw all of these fancy cars. Ivy was taken aback after walking around.


    A gray Porsche Cayenne was one of the least noticeable vehicles. Despite its high price, the design


    was not as showy as the rest of the cars in the garage.


    All right, I’ll take this! She pondered.


    The butler at the Morgan home spotted the camera footage in the garage through the remote


    monitoring system and quickly called Ivy.


    “Do you require a driver, Miss? He can arrive in five minutes.”


    “There’s no need for that,” Ivy replied. “I’m capable of driving myself to work. Don’t be concerned.”


    She hung up the phone without saying much. Then she sped away.