She genuinely bled herself three times as a result of me?! he thought.
However, for the last three years, he had been utterly unconscious of her resentment and fortitude.
Wyatt’s heart suddenly felt pushed down by a boulder, and he found it difficult to breathe.
Ivy stipulated that Alice would repay her within a year. This proved how much she despised them.
Wyatt was irritated. He knew there was no way he could swap Alice for the emerald pipe.
That bomb should have been dropped on Wyatt while he was in the army, but Lawrence jumped on him and shielded the explosion with his body. Before Lawrence died, his sole concern was Alice’s health, so Wyatt swore to do everything he could to help Alice live a long and healthy life.
Wyatt’s eyes sparkled with agony as he reflected on the past.
Ivy came out and found Greg standing nearby, waiting for her. They headed to the door and encountered Liam Saver, who was sitting in the foyer. While talking on the phone, he grinned adoringly and lovingly. Liam hurriedly said a few words and hung up when he saw Ivy.
“Miss Ivy, did you have a pleasant chat?” Liam asked pleasantly.
“It’s for me, but I doubt it’s for the guy inside,” she replied and offered a sliver of a smile.
Liam Saver cocked his brow. “In any case, I was the one who walked over the line in the first place. If you’d like, Miss Ivy, you can accompany me to meet our main research team. Not everyone will get the chance to see it.”
Ivy agreed without hesitation. After all, if she were aware of ABC Corporation’s most recent research technologies, she would be able to grasp the market first and have a greater understanding of the future development of AI.
“Mr. Greg, I’m afraid you don’t have access to the lab because it contains our company’s secrets,” Liam stated as the three of them walked out. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure Miss Ivy returns safely,” he added.
Greg gave Ivy a worried look. Ivy recognized Liam’s fear and nodded to Greg. “You may go back first. I’m going to be all right,” she said.
“Of course, ma’am,” Greg replied.
Ivy and Liam entered Liam’s car. They sat at the back, with the curtains drawn, unable to see what was happening outside. Liam Saver is that wary, huh? Ivy wondered to herself.
And she’s much more excited about this visit now.
“Mister Greg was Cooper Morgan’s right-hand man, but now he works for you. Mr. Morgan appears to place high importance on you. It’s no surprise that you’re adamant,” Liam stated.
“When I mentioned remarriage earlier, you just flatly rejected it. Well, who will make the same mistake with such a strong supporter, right?”
Liam spoke with a smile painted on his face as he lifted his gold-rimmed glasses.
Ivy paused before responding calmly, “Mr. Morgan appreciates me because he has a wonderful eye.”
Liam cocked his brow. It appears Ivy will not give Wyatt the time of day no matter what, he thought.
Their car drove into an underground parking garage after twenty minutes. The encircling lights were as dazzling as day as soon as they stepped out of the car. The building was painted in a consistent shade of Morandi Grey that was not easy to discern. Perhaps it was constructed in this manner to be invisible.
Ivy was escorted to the elevator by Liam. He extended his hand to scan his fingerprints on the screen in front of him. The elevator door eventually opened after three instances of recognition. Liam reached out his hand. “After you,” he said.
Ivy was taken aback and delighted. She entered the elevator and noticed only one button that led to the 17th level, with no other choices.
“I think you should blindfold me, right?” Ivy cracked a joke.
Liam burst out laughing. “No, you won’t be able to take away any key secrets, so you’re free to look.”
Ivy exhaled a breath of relief and looked around with excitement in her eyes.
Ivy noticed a hallway lined with silver-gray glass as they exited the elevator. Even though almost all of the walls were constructed of translucent material, it wasn’t easy to see through any of them, even with a close look. It felt like they were in a top-secret laboratory.
Liam led her into a dark, deserted room. He simply strolled to the other side of the room and pressed his hand against the glass wall. Some thin curving lines containing some sort of data came out of nowhere on the glass. Liam took a step forward and lined his pupils with a point on the glass. The wall in front of him parted as his iris was recognized.
Ivy trailed following and discovered another long gray glass tunnel. It would be like traveling through a maze if no one led the way.
Soon after, Liam pushed through a door and declared, “This is it.”
When Ivy came in, she noticed a few people inside wearing white lab coats and working on something with their heads down. Someone was rotating with a gyroscope-like gadget while another was chatting with a computer.
“Everyone left work. The rest of us here are all single,” Liam joked, his face relaxed.
Someone heard Liam’s voice. A man with curly hair raised his head and retorted. “Tsk, Tsk… Don’t make fun of single individuals like us. We, too, have emotions-Oh! there’s a visitor?”
When Ivy felt something touching her shoes, she smiled and wanted to say hello. When she peered down, she noticed it was the small tiger again!
The small tiger grinned as he stared at her. The stripes on its brow shifted. “Hello, pretty lady! We meet again! I missed you!”
Ivy bent down to pick up the tiger in surprise. “Hey, little buddy, how are you?”
“I’m not little, I’m a magnificent tiger!” the little tiger snuggled against her shoulder, his voice sweet, then it roared, “Roar!”
Ivy smiled as she stared at Liam. “Does it remember me?”
“It has an excellent memory.” Liam chuckled, then said quietly, “After all, it isn’t a real tiger-shh, don’t tell what I said-“
“I heard you! I no longer like you! Hmph!” In a rage, the tiger averted its gaze and squinted its eyes.
“So, you’re the gorgeous lady he’s been talking on and on about?” remarked the curly-haired man as Liam caressed his nose.
The man wore black-framed spectacles and had a large head of curly hair. He appeared to be in his twenties and resembled a traditional scientist.
“This little traitor returned and boasted to us about seeing a gorgeous lady. We were intrigued since it has always had very high aesthetic standards. We were just discussing it when you arrived.”
Ivy surprised herself with a smile. She sank her head to rub the tiger’s head. It squinted with delight.
“She’s gorgeous, right?” the man asked. “Isn’t she stunning, Little Traitor?”
The small tiger grumbled uncomfortably and averted his gaze, refusing to answer the query.
Liam expressed his reasoning while laughing. “I’m not sure who created its personality. It’s a neophile who constantly switches sides, so everyone nicknamed it Little Traitor.”
“I created it! What’s the matter with its character?”
A tiny round-faced girl with large eyes emerged from the next door and scowled angrily at Liam during their conversation. She stretched out to touch the tiger in Ivy’s arms. “Come on in. Allow me to carry you.”
The tiger refused, shaking its head. Its paws were gripping one of Ivy’s arms fiercely. “No way! I want Pretty Lady to carry me.”
The edges of the girl’s lips twitched. She reprimanded it while gritting her teeth. “You little traitor!”
Everyone laughed. Ivy laughed and turned to face the girl. “Did you create this tiger?”
Ivy caught the girl’s eye.
“Hi! The little traitor was right. You are truly lovely. Uhm, yeah, I designed it,” she answered, her eyes squinting.
Liam coughed and introduced them to each other. “Miss Ivy, this is Shaira, a well-known genius scientist in the sector and the leader of our collaboration project.” Liam smiled. “And this is Miss Ivy, our business partner. You are welcome to show her around. I’ll go check on the others,” he added.
Ivy was taken aback. This young lady appeared to be in her early twenties, but she was already the project manager.
Shaira nodded and grinned. “No problem, I’ll handle it!”
Liam grinned and drew the curly-haired man along with him. Ivy smiled as she stared at Shaira. “You look so young, Miss Shaira.”
Shaira was naturally friendly to Ivy and approached her and took her arm. “My name is Shaira Winter. My age is twenty-three. Do you have a lot of money, Miss Ivy?” Shaira asked triumphantly.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.