Ivy answered honestly, "It's been three years since I last saw him, so it's true that I don't know him that well. Regardless, he's helped me in the past, and I will never forget that." "Well, your brother is actually planning to invest in Lucas' company; that much is true. He knows that Lucas helped you before and sees this as a way of repaying him." "Oh, what else did Hayden say? Did he have a message for me?" Ivy asked. Ms. Feake shook her head. "No. He just told me to keep an eye on Lucas." Ms. Feake proceeded to give Ivy her phone number, and as Ivy saved it to her phone, she asked, "Ms. Feake, what's your name?" "Missy Feake." "Hahaha! That sounds exactly like 'Ms. Feake'!" "Funny, right?" Missy said. "A little. Can I call you Missy from now on, then?" "You can call me whatever you want, princess." Ivy could not help but burst into laughter. The two emerged from the restroom, only to see Caspian rushing ahead of them in a flurry. Missy immediately called ou

Ivy was puzzled as she had not said much. "I've met many people, and those who are both poor and spiritually rich are few and far between. At least, I've never come across one, so your family must be wealthy. If Lucas thinks so, then I believe in his judgment." "All right. Having money isn't a crime, right? Can I continue working at your company?" Ivy asked. Caspian assured her, "Of course! If you come from a wealthy family, I won't feel guilty asking you to do things." Ivy found herself at a loss for words. "All right. Go ahead and make the reservation! Remember, you must learn Ms. Feake's preferences. Order dishes she likes. Lucas and I aren't picky eaters." Ivy said, "Lucas is a bit picky." Caspian seemed surprised. "Huh? Is he? I've known him for so long, and I've never seen him being picky! He eats whatever I buy, and he's never told me he dislikes anything!" Ivy agreed: "All right, got it. I'll take care of it." With that said, Ivy left. Caspian scratched his

Ivy immediately stopped them. "He can't drink. Let's just drink juice," she said before standing up to order juice. Missy grabbed her hand and said, "Your boss hasn't said anything, so why are you panicking? I'm just a woman; it's not like I could do anything to him." Ivy gave up, and Missy raised her glass to click it against Lucas'. "Lucas, I know you've just graduated and might not have a high tolerance for alcohol, but it's fine. You need to drink more to build up your tolerance! This wine doesn't have a high alcohol content anyway!" She immediately finished her wine in one big gulp, and Ivy swallowed hard at the sight. Missy set down her glass and gestured at Lucas. "Aren't you going to drink? Why are you just staring at me?" As he had downed his wine earlier, Lucas' cheeks were flushed. He rarely drank so he was already feeling a bit tipsy. "Ms. Feake, I can drink, but if I have this glass of wine, we won't be able to discuss anything." Lucas' clear aversion and dista

"Don't misunderstand me! I don't consider you a substitute for my ex. You're much better than him. My ex had no ambition and nowhere near your level of competence..." Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Ms. Feake, I'm not interested in your personal life." Missy chuckled. "Then what are you interested in? Lucas, there's no one else here so you don't need to be so cautious." "I'm not being cautious; I'm speaking the truth. Ms. Feake, give up on any notions you might have. I'm not interested in you." Lucas' tone grew sterner. "I'm not interested in investing in your father's company either. If it wasn't for Caspian's insistence, I would never have met with you." Lucas' cold and detached attitude shocked Missy. She had never seen such an indifferent man, apart from Hayden. She had once been infatuated with Hayden. She had been coldly rejected by him in a similarly straightforward manner. "Could you please explain why you don't like me? I'm good-looking, and I have a great body..." Missy

Ivy noticed that he was hesitating and took the form back. "Why don't I send it to her? I have her number." "Ivy, why are you helping me?" "Because I'm your employee, of course!" Lucas was more casual and bold after drinking and said, "Why won't you tell me the truth? I have my own judgment. Don't take me for a fool!" Ivy batted her eyes innocently. "Mr. Woods, are you drunk? Should I go make you some tea?" Lucas pinched the bridge of his nose. His senses were intact, but he did feel slightly dizzy so he did not stop her from making tea. Carrying the form, Ivy picked up Lucas' teacup and made her way to the refreshment area. She brewed a cup of herbal tea and then took out her phone to snap photos of the form, sending them directly to her brother. Hayden was familiar with her handwriting, so, even if she sent the pictures to Missy, her brother would eventually realize that it had been her who had filled out the form. Thinking that her brother's actions were going too fa