Chapter 185
“How does this have anything to do with her?!!” Duke waspelled to raise his voice.
He’d known Wyatt for years, but Wyatt was still specting about whether Ivy would attend his
birthday party.
Duke had not anticipated Ms. Ivy Morgan’s attendance at his party.
Ivy turned around after overhearing their conversation. Suddenly, a small figure with a regretful
expression ran toward her. “Pretty Lady…”
Ivy maintained her position and smiled gently. “Pierce, what is the matter?”
Wyatt and Duke became aware of them.
Duke knocked over Wyatt’s wheelchair. “What a fortunate urrence! We were simply looking for
you, Ms. Morgan,” Duke smiled.
Ivy brushed his words aside and stroked Pierce’s curly hair.
His sapphire eyes were filled with disappointment.
“I scoured the entire cruise ship and was unable to locate your preferred white chrysanthemums.”
There was a brief pause in the conversation.
‘That’s a good thing!’
Duke couldn’t stop himself fromughing. “The entire crew will be fired if you find white
chrysanthemums on this ship today!”
Pierce regarded him suspiciously and inquired, “Why?”
Duke rubbed his nose and pretended not to respond.
Wyatt rolled his eyes and then fixed his gaze on Ivy.
“Will you push me up onto the deck for a rest, Ivy?”
Ivy clenched her fists.
‘Is he so ustomed to bossing me around at this point?!’
She gave a cursory smile. “Sure.”
Ivy approached and pushed away his wheelchair.
Duke shook his head and considered, ‘Can’t he see how hesitant this youngdy is?
Is Wyatt attempting to court or torment her?’
Pierce was about to pursue Ivy when Duke halted him. “What are your ns? Keep a safe distance
from those lovebirds. They cultivate their emotions!”
Pierce squinted. “What emotions? Prettydy is unconcerned about Whiner Mister! She has
feelings only for me!” He stood there grunting, his hands on his waist. His clear eyes screamed
defiance.
‘Whiner Mister is in no way suitable for Pretty Lady!’
Duke lowered his gaze to the child.
“Tsk, tsk... What do you know, youngster? It is necessary to cultivate one’s emotions. Are you blind
to the fact that Pretty Lady and Mr. Reed are a natural match? Consider how well-matched they
are!” He arched his brows and couldn’t stop himself from sighing.
The fabulous pair on the deck could not be more perfect in the moonlight. They shared simr auras
and familial origins.
They would have been the perfect couple if not for their numerous detours.
Pierce snorted coldly and approached Duke with a shove. “Nonsense! They are notpatible!
Prettydy prefers younger men over older men like Whiner Mister! When I’m older, I’m going to
marry her!”
Duke’s jaw mmed shut in surprise. ‘Huh… This child is truly fascinating!’
Heughed heartily. “Oh, so you’re a fan of Pretty Lady? What a shame.” He shook his head in
bemusement.
Pierce was even angrier. “What a shame?!!”
Duke rolled his eyes and smiled devilishly. He purposefully teased the small child. “It’s a shame that
Pretty Ladyes from such a strong family. Even if she does not marry Mr. Reed, she will find
other suitable marriage alliance partners. In any case, unless you’re filthy rich, it’ll never be your
turn.”
Pierce’s eyes grew dim for a brief moment before brightening again. “I have funds! Marco Seely is
my father! He’s got a lot of money, and all of it is mine!”
“Then convince your father to marry her! If not, how long will you have to wait to inherit his estate?”
Pierce crumbled. Property ? N?velDrama.Org.
‘Never! I owe it to Pretty Lady to marry her!’
Pierce gritted his teeth and made his decision after some consideration. He clenched his small fists
and stormed over to his father.
Marco and Leo were merrily conversing. Leo’s eyes grew soft when he saw Pierce. ‘Wouldn’t it be
wonderful if I had a grandson!’
Pierce approached Marco and hugged him. He cast a petnt nce at his father.
“Daddy…”
Marco shot the boy a warning nce. “You are not permitted to throw a tantrum on such a special
day as today.”
Pierce glowed. He looked Leo in the eyes with his clear innocent eyes and appeared to be quite
adorable.
“I am aware. Today is Pretty Lady’s daddy’s birthday! Uncle Leo, have a happy birthday!”
Leo was ecstatic. His heart melted at the prospect of rewarding this child, and he rummaged
through his pockets for his wallet.
Pierce then looked at Marco and petntly shook his father’s arm. “I want to inherit your estate,
Daddy!”
In a split second, the temperature of the airdropped below freezing.
Leo Morgan, who was rummaging through his pockets in search of his wallet, instantly went silent.
He cast a nce at Marco Seely’s glum and sunken face.
Marco’s eyes were closed as he battled a prating chill. He twitched his eyelids. His ordinarily
stoic face began to sag.
“Daddy, I’d like to inherit your estate immediately...” Pierce twisted his body and whined petntly.
Marco could not bear to smack this child because he was so adorable.
‘This is my child. Be patient!’ Marco considered. He looked at Pierce, took a deep breath, and spoke
softly.
“As soon as possible?” Marco inquired quietly.
Pierce solemnly nodded, “I can be with my prettydy only after I inherit your estate!”
As such, Pierce reasoned, the sooner, the better! He didn’t even want his father for the sake of his
prettydy.
Marco’s gloomy eyes were fixed on the tender little face of his son. He made a concerted effort to
maintain hisposure and poise.
“Then I will make every effort to grant your wish promptly.” Marco sarcastically gritted his teeth.
Pierce beamed and joyfully inquired, “When?”
A second... Two seconds...
Marco closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, but he could no longer take it. His eyes drew
dangerously close. He effortlessly picked his son up by the back of his cor.
Thus, he could simply toss him out like a ball.
Leo, who stood beside him, babbled, “Children’s words know no bounds.”
Marco gave a faint smile as he recalled his expression. He apologized with a nod and said,
“Chairman Morgan, my apologies. I suddenly realized that I needed to attend to some urgent
business at thepany. I’m going to make amends at your door first thing tomorrow.”
Marco then carried Pierce and departed with his head held high.
“Ahh! I want to kiss my prettydy before I leave, Daddy!”
Ivy was dumbfounded on the deck as she saw Marco carrying Pierce away and wanted to know
what was happening.
Wyatt grabbed her wrist before she could take two steps out. “Do not leave... Consider what I said,
all right?” His voice was hushed, cautious, and humble.
Wyatt was well aware that Leo Morgan would not allow his youngest daughter to remain unmarried
indefinitely and would consider a marriage alliance.
As a result, he advised Ivy to consider him first.
After all, he possessed all of the prerequisites and advantages. Apart from him, who else was
deserving?
Wyatt felt uneasy when he saw Ivy and Marco conversing happily earlier, despite knowing Marco
was not an option.
As a result, he dug deeply into this subject.
Ivy lowered her eyes to meet his gaze. She burst outughing. “Mr. Reed, all that matters in a
marriage alliance ispatibility. Even so, you will be out of the running. I am not stupid enough to
put up with someone twice.” Ivy spoke slowly, a faint smile on her face.
“Besides, now that I’ve seen the world, my standards have risen considerably, and I’ve lost interest
in the people I used to admire.”
She purposefully emphasized the phrase “USED TO.”
Wyatt felt as if his heart had been viciously stabbed. Ivy pushed his wheelchair with a faint smile.
“Do not be concerned. I’ll look after you until you’re well, and I’ll never forget how you saved my life,
but feelings cannot be forced, right?”
Wyatt Reed, arrogant and reserved, felt defeated at this point. He never made any headway with
her, regardless of how hard he tried. He was rendered speechless by bitterness, heartache, and
rage.
What could he possibly do? Throw a temper tantrum? He had no legal authority to do so.
Wyatt clenched his wheelchair’s handlebars. His forehead veins dted, and the corners of his eyes
were flushed.