I’d rather have no morals than give them what they want! She thought.
Wyatt remained silent as he glanced at Ivy. Duke’s statements made even him uneasy, let Ivy alone.
They were already divorced, and she had no responsibility to donate blood to Alice again.
Duke stood there; his face blanched. Ivy’s wrath was apparent and unmistakable in her eyes, making him nervous.
Ivy’s attention was drawn to Alice’s face. Her lips formed a frigid arc as the corners of her mouth hooked up gently.
“I, unlike someone else, don’t have the talent of being a manipulative bitch, but I hope you live, Ms. Perez.”
Of course, Ivy could tell Alice was faking it.
Alice may have done this on purpose. In the dim light, Alice’s blood on her head further heightened everyone else’s terror and concern for her.
Ivy had long since kicked Piper and Alice out of the venue, but why had they stayed till now to put on a display like this?
Was Alice merely trying to prove her superiority in Wyatt’s eyes?
Everyone had to circle Alice after she was injured. Ivy would then be pushed to the side once more.
Unfortunately, Ivy did not stick to Alice’s script. She did not become upset, nor did she act tough. Instead, she slammed into Alice.
This feels fantastic! Ivy let out a soft giggle and walked out the door.
Sebastian licked his lips in contentment and didn’t blame Ivy at all. Instead, he applauded her and gave her a thumbs up. “Great! Congratulations, Baby! This is the Ivy I’m used to seeing!”
Not that idiotic woman who has been living like a coward for the past three years, he thought.
Sebastian’s attractive face glowed with ferocity as he looked at the woman in Wyatt’s arms. He returned his gaze to Duke, sniffed bitterly, and added, “Not everyone is worthy of Ivy’s blood. This wretch should just look in the mirror.”
Alice’s teeth began to chatter because she was in so much agony. Ivy kicked her, and her mind went blank, and she couldn’t move because of the pain. She was convinced that she was going to die. Ivy was a vicious woman.
Alice reasoned that she would show Ivy who was more important to Wyatt, so Ivy would know to back off. On the other hand, Alice was surprised that Ivy dared to strike her without hesitation and in front of so many people!
Duke stared in disbelief at Sebastian and Ivy’s retreating backs, then at Wyatt. “Wait, what kind of people are they?!?”
Agatha Hart’s tone was chilly, and she impatiently encouraged the doctor to arrive soon. She hung up the phone and turned to gaze at Wyatt and Duke. “It’s bad etiquette to want things that aren’t yours.”
Duke shrunk his neck as he sensed Agatha’s hatred toward them. He didn’t expect Ivy to respond so strongly to his statements.
In the silence, Wyatt’s black eyes fell. As he was deep in thinking, a profound flood of complex emotions surged through them.
Alice Perez was transported to one of the venue’s sofas for a checkup five minutes later by the doctor.
Piper accompanied Alice. She didn’t dare to say anything after seeing what had transpired.
Alice held Wyatt’s arm tightly, sobbing uncontrollably, looking wretched and pathetic.
“Doctor, how is she doing?”
The doctor took a brief pause before instructing his aide to dress Alice’s forehead wound. “It’s only a tiny abrasion, nothing dangerous that can’t be fixed with a band-aid,” he said gently.
“I’d recommend seeing a doctor if you have any internal damage. I’m going to the hospital to get a CT scan to make sure, but based on my preliminary assessment, it’s probably just a mild concussion.”
“Is that a band-aid?” Duke was not convinced. “But she bled a lot earlier. Shouldn’t you double-check?”
The doctor expertly packed his belongings, ignored Duke, and strolled up to Agatha. “How is this minor harm worth violating a few red lights while rushing here? I assumed it was a life-or-death situation. If I arrived a bit later, the wound would most likely heal on its own.”
Agatha politely dismissed the doctor. For a brief period, the air was deafeningly quiet. Ivy returned inside and giggled gently as she scowled at Alice. “You asked for it,” she remarked carelessly.
It wasn’t anything serious at first, but this woman was compelled to make a scene.
Alice’s face became paler. Her tears streamed down her cheeks as she sobbed in agony.
Wyatt’s eyes drooped. He let go of Alice’s hand, handed it to Piper, and turned to face Agatha. “Thanks.”
Agatha was unconcerned about his gratitude. “There isn’t any necessity for that. If you don’t trust my doctor, you’re welcome to have it checked out yourself. I still have a lot of follow-ups to complete, so I don’t have time to waste time over here.”
She walked away after finishing this phrase. When she passed Duke Elrod, she came to a halt, gave him a sidelong glance, and pointed to her temples. Her tone was cold and mocking.
“Mr. Elrod, having a brain is a blessing that you, unfortunately, lack.”
Duke’s earlier remark to Ivy was enraging. Alice Perez was most likely hit in the head as a result of this. Thus, they earned it.
Duke’s lips twitched slightly. “Is she implying I don’t have a brain?” he asked, looking at Wyatt. “What did I say that was so incorrect?”
Wyatt averted his gaze, his eyes deep and black. His tone was icy. “What do you think?”
Well… he admits he went a little too far, but that was only because he was worried about Alice’s life, which was Lawrence’s only dying desire! How could he have known Alice’s minor bruise looked so severe?
“However, that woman should not have hit anyone!” Duke exclaimed.
Ivy must be furious right now! If he really offended her, would she post his naked pictures in a fit of rage?!
Wyatt’s brows were intertwined. “Take her to the doctor for a checkup. I had to go first.”
“What?” Duke was taken aback. “No, I have something to do as well!”
He needs to apologize to Ivy before she remembers she has his nude! He’s a man who knows when to yield!
Wyatt was unconcerned about Duke and walked away while holding his phone. Duke trailed close behind him.
Catherine was baffled and remained where she was. Does it mean I have to accompany Alice? she thought.
IVY SAT in Sebastian’s car, her phone in her hand, reading the dozens of messages on the group chat. It was all about Simon’s regret at not being able to attend the show.
Simon was compelled to accompany his father on a business trip abroad that would last a month.
Windy had already left and shared a couple of images of herself and Ivy in the group chat. Simon’s constant compliments were all geared solely at Ivy, so Windy was irritated and cursed him.
Ivy couldn’t help but press her lips together. She’s feeling so much better now. This is what is essential.
Agatha left a message for her.
From: Agatha
Are you home yet?
To: Agatha
I’m on my way. Is she still alive?
From: Agatha
The doctor simply put a band-aid on it and walked away. I still have to deal with the doctor’s driving problems as a result of his hasty return here. I have to get going; we’ll talk later!
Ivy couldn’t help but laugh. Sebastian cast a sidelong glance at her. “What’s the big deal?”
She reminded Sebastian with a look. “Don’t forget to get Agatha a yacht!”
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