Chapter 61


    Sebastian, Ivy, and Wyatt were taken aback. Ivy was particrly enraged and felt misled. It’s no


    surprise he was dubbed “Little Traitor” in theb! He truly lives up to his moniker!


    “Simba!” Ivy couldn’t stop herself from raising her voice. I’m going to return the


    million dors worth of Dior scarves right immediately!


    Wyatt lowered his head, a scowl on his face. His brow furrowed as he took up the small tiger with


    one hand. His tone was icy. “What brings you here?”


    With a wave of his paws, Simba replied, “Shaira Winter gave me to Mama, and Mama is my


    favorite! Please don’t fight. Papa and Mama are a fantasticbination.”


    Wyatt appeared to be reflecting on Simba’s words. Sebastian grabbed Simba from him, hurled it at


    Ivy, took a step back, and mmed the door in Wyatt’s face.


    The sequence of events urred in a matter of seconds, sharp and clean!


    “From now on, don’t allow that jerk to touch any of our belongings!” Sebastian spoke with a nk


    expression on her face, staring at the tiger in her arms. “Do you need my assistance in training this


    device for a few days?”


    Simba snuggled into Ivy’s arms and clutched her close. It sounded really dissatisfying. “Mama, I’m


    terrified. Is he going to rip my heart out?”


    Ivy’s heart, which had been furious earlier, softened instantly. She caressed Simba’s head and


    raised her gaze to Sebastian. “It’s all right. I’lle up with a solution.”


    Simba was an A.I. robot; therefore, it was likely that a code change was required to change its


    preferences and conduct.


    Simba needs to change the way he addresses Wyatt Reed! She’s not going to put up with this any


    longer!


    Ivy turned back and realized Wyatt was still standing outside the door.


    What is his reason foring here? Whatever. He’s probablinge for the emerald pipe. It’s his


    loss because he can’t decide between Alice Perez and his family’s heirloom.


    How can the finest of both worlds exist?


    Ivy dragged Simba away sternly and proceeded to her room to phone Shaira. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g


    The doorbell rang again at that very time. That bastard still doesn’t give up?! Sebastian


    grumbled. Great, I’ll use this opportunity to teach him a lesson!


    When Sebastian opened the door, he saw six women in business suits waiting there with several


    boxes. Despite their amazement upon seeing him, the employees maintained a professional


    demeanor.


    “Excuse me, is this Ms. Morgan’s residence?”


    “Yes,” he replied.


    “These are Ms. Morgan’s most recent limited-edition scarves. Thates to a total of 7.69 million.


    What shall we do with them?”


    Sebastian paused, then moved helplessly to make room for them. “Please arrange them in the


    coatroom on the left.”


    “Yes, Sir.” The workers did not dare to look about the house and hurried in hastily to leave the


    boxes. Sebastian didn’t even flinch when he swiped his credit card and shut the door. With a frigid


    grunt, he returned to his room.


    AFTER calling Shaira, Ivy headed to the cafe where they had arranged to meet.


    Unlike thest time they met, Shaira did not appear to be a serious scientist in a whiteb coat. She


    looked adorable in a pink sweatshirt and a sloppy bun on her head this time. Herrge eyes


    squinted as she smiled and sipped the coffee in her palm.


    Shaira waved her hand when she spotted Ivy.


    “Ivy!”


    Ivy walked over swiftly. “I apologize for requesting your presence on such short notice. Did I


    interfere with your work?”


    Shaira shook her head and grinned. “It’s fine. Because you’re buddies with Ryan, you get favorable


    treatment!”


    Thank you, bro!’ Ivy said quietly.


    “Did he ept your friend request?” she asked and let out a smile.


    Shaira smiled and nodded. “Yes, we’ve been talking. I ced my designs online, and he soon


    pointed out numerous ws. He is without a doubt the greatest!”


    Yeah... Ryan is not only a geek, but he also has obsessivepulsive disorder (OCD).


    “Shaira, I asked you out because of Simba, your little tiger. Why does Simba refer to Wyatt Reed as


    Papa?”


    It’s simply strange when Simba calls her Mama after. She doesn’t want anything to do with Wyatt


    Reed!


    Shaira lowered her head, her face flushed with humiliation.


    “When constructing this little traitor, we went through a thorough learning process for human


    aesthetics. It then learned to enjoy attractive women and men and even established its preferences.


    There were no constraints because this was the first merger of human intellect and artificial


    intelligence.”


    “However, why Wyatt Reed?” Ivy asked in awe.


    “Because he’s the most handsome among the rich and the richest among handsome men,” Shaira


    replied and heaved a deep sigh.