Chapter 143
Icarus smiled and looked around with a wild look in his eyes. “Excellent! It’s a deal!”
The meeting was adjourned.
Cooper held his forehead helplessly when Ivy and Cooper were the only ones left in the room.
"I didn''t intend for you to bet against him!"
Ivy cocked her brow. "Well, it''s already gotten to that point, so we can''t just abandon the bet now,
can we? You were also the one who got me involved in this!"
"That''s because his son is a loser, so we can''t rely on him solely on a bet. I included you because I
really want you to help with this project."
Ivy gave a meaningful smile and seemed to be in the mood for gossip. "Howe you despise
Icarus Lewis'' son so much?"
Cooper gave a cold snort. "He scandalized himself by seducing a female subordinate. Because of
him, ourpany almost made it onto the trending topics for the wrong reasons. Do you have any
idea how much money I spent to make things right? He still has no idea what he did wrong and is
attempting to ce that woman in our finance department. Icarus Lewis repeatedly assisted in its
concealment, so it''s a bloody mess. I want them gone!"
Ivy''s grin faded. ''So, he''s a scumbag, isn''t he?''
"Well, then, he deserves it."
Ivy pursed her lips and turned to face Greg. "Can you tell me anything about that project and the
Wall Street hotshot?"
Greg gave a nod and handed over a file.
Ivy smiled, opened it, and her face stiffened instantly. Surprisingly, it waspletely nk!
Cooper coughed, stood up, and exited the room. "We haven''t found anything. Probably his name is
also a forgery, so you''ll have to work a little harder."
Ivy was rendered speechless.
''Did I just get myself in a pickle?''
Greg couldn''t stopughing at the side. "President Ivy, please let me know if you require my
assistance."
Ivy turned to face him and asked the burning question on her mind.
"Do you know why Icarus Lewis is so sure he can finish this project?"
Icarus put everything he had on the line for this project. Isn''t it likely that it wasn''t blind faith?
Greg shook his head, a defeated expression on his face. He was oblivious to the reason. "I''ll check
it right away."
''I''m intrigued by this mysterious person!''
At that precise moment, her phone rang. It was Vince. She took it up.
"What''s up, Vince?"
"Ivy, we''re having a work celebration tonight at the Harmonie Club. Would you like toe?"
Ivy was about to say yes when she realized that Wyatt Reed, the party''s title sponsor, would most
likely attend.
"Don''t worry, my uncle isn''ting," Vince said, sensing her hesitation. "Tonight is Eric Todd''s
bachelor party. ording to what I''ve heard, the girl is pregnant and they''re having a shotgun
wedding!"
Ivy couldn''t stopughing. "All right, I''ll be there!" She hung up the phone and immediately dialed
Agatha''s number.
"Did your mother abandon her marriage proposal to Eric Todd?"
Agatha snorted. "He''s not up to par for me! My mother has been hesitant about the marriage union
since thest time you assisted me in taking that picture. The Todds are now dealing with their
issues. I''d heard he had an affair with a poor girl and a falling out with his family. Who knows how
things are now?"
Ivyughed and couldn''t stop herself from telling her what she''d just heard.
Agatha breathed a sigh of relief. "God is helping me! It''s no surprise that their family kept this a
secret. Now I can truly unwind. I recently met a guy, by the way. In any case, I''ll tell you more about
itter. My mother hase to check on me!" In a panic, she hung up the phone.
Ivyughed and went to prepare for the partyter that night.
Anyway, she could put the project issue aside for the time being until Greg discovered why Icarus
was so certain ofnding this project.
The city lights were bright and glistening at night.
The Harmonie Club.
Ivy went in cheerfully. She wore a very casual id shirt and mini skirt today, which made her
appear taller and slender because it highlighted her long legs. Nobody could take their gaze away
from her.
When she entered the private room, she noticed Vince spraying a bottle of champagne all over the
ce as he chased after Brad. It was a vivacious atmosphere.
Flint sat off to the side, chatting with the director about something. He appeared to be at ease.
His eyes glowed when he saw Ivy. He greeted her with a smile and stood up.
“Ms. Morgan, you’ve arrived!”
The director and others greeted her as well. Some of them appeared unfamiliar to her. They were
most likely Vince’s fellow explorers.
Mirasol sat by himself in the corner. She was dressed opulently as if she were about to walk the red
carpet.
No one was concerned about her as she sat by herself at the time. Mirasol had finally realized that
no one liked her after thest bungee jumping incident in which the crowd voted for her to jump off.
Mirasol apologized for being toopetitive in the show and for targeting Ivy with an obvious
motive. No one cared about her physical condition after she finished her jump and climbed back up;
they only announced the end of the shooting.
Mirasol did not want to be a part of this celebration at first, but she needed toe to be cast in the
next episode. Even though her reputation had recently deteriorated and she had lost some
important jobs, she remained quite popr. If she is unable to participate in this show, no one will
ever hear of her, and her situation will only worsen!
Mirasol couldn’t help but be envious of Ivy’s poprity. ‘She’s simply wealthy, that’s why!’
While Brad was going to answer a phone call, Vince approached Ivy and dragged her over to Brad,
telling him that he would not be joining for the next episode. He ns to go on an African safari to
see elephants.
Ivy gave Brad, who was sitting on the side and looking serious, a thumbs up. N?velDrama.Org content rights.
Sure enough, he’d be wherever there was danger!
Brad walked out of the room, rolling his eyes at them.
“Is there anything to drink?” Vince inquired.
Ivy paused for a moment before responding, “I’ll have a bottle of vintage Chateau d’quis, please.”
She missed this vor because she hadn’t had it in a long time.
Vince’s expression changed slightly, and he asked in hushed tones, “Do you want me to go
bankrupt?”
Ivy took a breather. “I’m sorry! Ipletely forgot you didn’t have any money. Then it’s all on me.
Feel free to order whatever you want.”
Vince inhaled deeply. ‘Fortunately, I gave up on Ivy’s thoughts early on. Otherwise, I’d die of
embarrassment. I’m curious what Uncle Wyatt would say.’
“Is one bottle enough?” he asked, chuckling.
In this regard, Vince and Wyatt were poles apart.
Everyone was giggling and conversing. The atmosphere was fantastic.
Brad stormed in with a solemn expression and dragged Ivy out of the room. “I need your help!”
Ivy was taken aback and followed. “What’s the matter?”
Brad clenched his teeth and drew her to the window side of the corridor. His face was a little glum
as he considered how to say this.
Ivy scowled. Brad had never spoken with such uneasiness to her before.
“If you don’t say anything, I’ll go back?”
“Would you like to be my girlfriend?”
Ivy was taken aback. Brad quickly added, “—a phony one.”
She was full of questions and looked at him with skepticism. ‘Does he have evil intent?’
Brad was about to say something, but he stopped himself. His gaze was unclouded. “Do you
require me to swear to it?”
Her gaze softened slightly. “What makes you want a phony girlfriend?”
Brad inhaled deeply. His expression was unusually gloomy. “I’ve just seen my ex-girlfriend!”
“You mean the one who cheated on you?”
Brad’s face was flushed with rage. He immediately narrowed his eyes. “Did Vince, that son of a
bitch, tell you that?”
“Is there anyone else?” Ivy felt no remorse for betraying Vince.
Brad was not in the mood to settle his differences with Vince because vengeance was more
important!
“She came here for a bachelorette party, so I owe her congrattions!”
Brad said with his teeth clenched.
“Do you have to...” Ivy spoke helplessly.
He didn’t appear to want to congratte her at all.
“She cheated on me and stole my money so she could buy gifts for that man! She transferred all of
my money after I confronted her about it!”
Brad was so enraged that his head was smoking when he talked about it!
“Wow, that’s so sad!”
Ivy pursed her lips and looked sympathetically at Brad. “Then we should properly congratte her.”
Anyway, it was just a favor, so it wasn’t a big deal.
“But… Do you think I’m the right person for the job?”
Brad assessed her. “You’re wealthy.”
This advantage alone has the potential to irritate that woman.
Ivy pursed her lips. ‘What a great reason!’
Brad dragged Ivy through the long corridor and into a private room near theirs without any
preparation.
Because the door wasn’tpletely shut, they could hear the chatter and music inside through the
gap.