The Billionaire's Regret

Chapter 85

Ivy took a pause. Her brows moved slightly as she calmly raised her eyelids, then hooked the corners of her lips. “Why do you want to know this, Mr. Reed?” Having and knowing the answer no longer have any meaning? Ivy pondered. “Just answer me.” Wyatt’s voice was deep, and his eyes were as profound as the sea. Ivy smiled softly as she lowered her eyelids. “Because my family is not impressed with you, but I was somehow blind and adored you.” That’s why I abandoned my world, gave up my identity, and ran to him with open arms. Unfortunately, you did not catch me, and I fell painfully, she thought. “Fortunately, I’m no longer blind.” Ivy gave a faint smile. It was bitterly cold. “Are you finished talking, Mr. Reed? You should go back and talk to the old man about how to word the apology.” Ivy sipped her red wine and averted her gaze. She turned on her heels and walked away without saying anything else. Cooper was freely interacting with the guests. Leo smiled and suddenly remembered something before approaching Cooper. “Where is Sebastian? How come he isn’t present at such an important event?” Cooper cough. “He said he’d steal the spotlight if he comes, so he’s at home, sleeping.” Leo growled sternly. “What an idiot? Isn’t his title completely paid for?” Ivy and Cooper were at a loss for words. Windy and Agatha dragged Ivy out and sneaked away as the party was about to end. RST BAR. “Wyatt, why are you only now showing up after you called us out earlier? We’re all looking forward to seeing you.” Duke Elrod approached Wyatt as soon as he arrived. Because the Morgans spent so much money chartering the entire city’s building advertising space to announce Ivy’s identity, and because live photos of the gala were circulating online, everyone was aware of the earth-shattering events that occurred at Morgan Corporation’s anniversary gala.

Ivy was Morgan Corporation’s heiress. Oh, God… Duke shivered in fear as he remembered his attitude toward Ivy over the last three years. Wyatt drank the whiskey in one gulp from a glass that had never been touched before on the table. Everyone saw this but remained silent. They still couldn’t believe it. What they mistook for a pauper turned out to be a princess. Nobody could possibly accept such a shift! Duke exhaled a sigh. “Ivy did an excellent job of concealing it. She had suddenly risen to the top of the heap! Do you think she’ll make amends with us?” Wyatt, who hadn’t said anything, only grunted with a frown. “No, she’ll just come looking for me to settle the score.” I’m the only one who has mistreated her since the beginning, Wyatt pondered. Someone next to them inquired, “Is Ivy Leo Morgan’s illegitimate daughter? Otherwise, how come no one in the Morgan family had heard of her existence before this?” Wyatt was skeptical. If Ivy was an illegitimate child, why would Leo Morgan be so open and honest in revealing her true identity? It was evident that the Morgan family had been withholding information about her to keep her safe. “Didn’t you guys follow her story online?” Duke asked. “Morgan Corporation published Ivy’s past experiences as soon as her identity was revealed. She was accepted into an Ivy League school when she was thirteen, and she even received a full scholarship to continue her education abroad. She earned her Ph.D. in only four years! She then went on to work as an intern at one of Europe’s top business firms, where she had close ties with a certain royal family. Before she married Wyatt, she was practically a living legend! It’s no surprise that Cooper Morgan is willing to play second fiddle to her. Morgan Corporation would undoubtedly grow under her direction.” Everyone was deafeningly quiet as they listened. They used to look down on her. They assumed she married Wyatt because she was a gold digger and a scheming bitch. Finally, no one expected them to be the ones who were too low for Ivy! When Duke noticed this, he went up and patted Wyatt on the shoulder. “Wyatt, think about it: why

did she marry you in the first place? She must have fallen madly in love with you, right? But why?” “I’m not sure,” Wyatt spoke coldly and swerved to avoid Duke’s reaching hand. This was also the source of Wyatt’s bafflement. He only remembered Alice Perez being in a car accident and losing too much blood, but the Rh null blood stored in the NYC blood bank was insufficient. Ivy approached him at that point. She stated that she would be willing to donate her blood to Alice on the condition that he marries her. Because the situation was pressing, Wyatt agreed without hesitation. Everything that happened after that was entirely natural. Wyatt disliked Ivy and had no feelings for her, but he still respected all of her rights as his wife and treated her concerning their marriage. Then suddenly, his thoughts have been interrupted by the commotion outside their private room. Duke went out to take a look and then returned. “Holy shit! Ivy has arrived!” The music was so loud outside that it could smash one’s eardrums. Everyone down there was engrossed in the music. Ivy, with her long legs and thin waist, was dancing in the middle. She had a beautiful smile as she moved to the music and quickly became the center of attention. The woman was indeed lovely. Her frown and smile were both attractive. Ivy’s smile shone brightly as the crowd gathered in a circle around her. She was dancing with a handsome man. Their stance was aggressive and risqué. Everyone applauded Ivy until the music stopped. Duke became captivated by her dance and couldn’t help but shout along with the crowd while waving. Ivy heard a familiar voice and looked up to see Duke upstairs. Wyatt Reed sat next to him. Her smile quickly faded, and she turned to walk away as if she had just seen a heap of crap. Wyatt remained hidden in the shadows. His prominent features sagged. He had no idea she could dance so well or that her smile was so enticing. Wyatt had never seen her happier than she was now in the three years he had known her. She wasProperty © of NôvelDrama.Org.

brave when she married him, and she was ascertained when she left. He felt a suffocating pain in his chest at the thought of this, as if a rock was pressing down on him. It was oppressive and upsetting. He couldn’t help but think that everything had happened because he was too close to Alice Perez, causing Ivy to misinterpret their relationship. His heart was filled with lethargy. Wyatt re-examined his relationship with Alice and realized that he may have cared too much for her somehow. Duke’s face tightened under the bright lights as he noticed Ivy’s scornful stare. He drew his swaying arms back and gazed at Wyatt. “Are you sure she won’t settle the score with us, Wyatt? Do you think it’s too late to apologize?” One of their friends couldn’t help but kick Duke in the buttocks on the sidelines. “Dude, it’s just a lady. What are you so terrified of? Don’t make yourself look bad by apologizing!” “You’re not the ones whose nudes are in her hands!” Duke murmured. Wyatt ignored them, sipped his whiskey, grabbed his jacket, and turned to leave. “You’ve only just arrived! What are you doing?” Duke yelled from the back. Inside the private room No. 9… “I’ve had enough of partying,” Ivy said as she picked up her purse. “Have a good time, girls! I’m leaving.” Agatha and Windy waved her off. They looked like they wouldn’t leave until they were drunk. Ivy was about to leave when she noticed Duke standing at the end of the corridor, smiling at her with his irritable face. Is he looking for me? What’s the matter with this guy? she thought. “Get out of my sight.” Ivy was not in the mood to converse with him. Duke persisted, saying, “I’ll get lost, but let me wrap up what I want to say first.” Ivy gave a cold snort. “What would you like to say?” Duke looked at Ivy, who was cold and relaxed, and said hesitantly, “Ivy, I’d like to apologize to you for what happened before.” Even if he appeared to be a complete wimp, it was still preferable to having his nudes plastered all

over the internet. Ivy cast a sidelong glance at him and gently hooked her lips. “Okay.” Duke came to a halt and looked up at her. “Would you forgive me?” “No,” Ivy said matter-of-factly. “Remember how you tormented me back then? Do you think a simple apology would be enough to make me forget about the past? Do you have no sense of shame? Mr. Elrod, I didn’t expect you to be such a thick-face jerk!”