The Billionaire's Regret

Chapter 127

Ivy appeared surprised. Mirasol simply looked disappointed and desired to accuse Ivy of taking the wrong path. On the other hand, Mirasol chose to remain silent due to Ivy’s identity and the viewers’ high opinion of Ivy. Rather than that, Mirasol consoled Ivy. “Since this is a dead-end, we’d better turn around.” If not for Ivy’s insistence, they would not have come here, and Mirasol would not have twisted her ankle. Ivy regarded the map with a frown. It did not feel right because there was only one path leading to the cave in this direction. How is this a dead end? “If the map is correct, the exit must be in this cave,” Ivy said as she approached the front wall. She took a look around and made a decided the rock. However, no matter how hard she tried, the boulder would not budge. Ivy squinted and scanned the area for clues. When she raised her eyes, she noticed the top was a dark and damp rock covered in moss. She swept her flashlight carefully across the rock, inspecting every inch of moss. Ivy became immobile for a brief moment. ‘Wait a minute! That is a palm print!’ Ivy leaped in delight upon seeing this. Even though the program team was the most professional adventure team on the planet, they were unable to obliterate their footprints in this wilderness completely. Ivy stepped carefully onto a rock on the side and tiptoed up to inspect the top. It was muddy, wet, and slippery. On the other hand, Ivy couldn’t care less because she noticed a faint glow emanating from the gap between the rocks. She reached gently for the opening. Outside, the wind blew gently through this gap. It was a little chilly. The hole was about a meter

wide, wide enough for only one person to crawl out at a time. Ivy exhaled a sigh of relief and leaped to her feet. She cast a glance at Mirasol. “The exit is located up there. Would you like to go first, or should I?” Mirasol became immobile. She was a little hesitant, looking up at the cramped and narrow passage above. “Maybe… It’s the wrong one.” Ivy squinted. “How do you know if something is correct or incorrect without attempting it? Or do you have your assumptions about the route?” Mirasol remained silent during their journey and even twisted her ankle. She licked the inside of her lower lip. “My ankle was twisted. Why don’t you take the initiative and go first?” Ivy nodded, anticipating this response. She removed the gloves from her backpack and took a cautious step on the rock on the side. She was still insufficiently tall to clear the gap. She raised her eyes to her cameraman, who immediately averted his gaze. “If you do not assist me immediately, I will depart on my own later, and do not expect me to wait for you.” “However, we are not permitted to help,” the cameraman stated weakly. Ivy arched her brow. Someone grabbed her legs and pushed her up when she attempted another jump. It was much easier to climb up after that nudge. The cameraman smiled and extended his hand as he handed over his camera. “My turn.” Ivy was rendered speechless. ‘Didn’t he just say that he is not to help?’ The live stream viewers were giggling at this scene. No one can overlook President Ivy’s authority! The two cameramen fought their way up. That chasm was narrow. They might not even fit through it if they were slightly larger. Ivy crawled out cautiously and slowly. She was baffled when she finally saw what was outside. It was a free-flowing space devoid of tools or equipment. Additionally, the height was greater thanBelongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Ivy imagined. This was not a journey. It was merely a game of death! Ivy’s keen eyes caught sight of the two parachutes stacked beside her. Ivy gritted her teeth and rationalized, ‘Fine, this is the final step.’ She reached over and carefully placed the safety harness on the cameraman, assisting him with his belongings. The sun shone brightly but not blindingly. Additionally, the cold winds at the top blew in the right direction. Ivy inhaled deeply, gritted her teeth, and jumped down. The cold wind slapping her face was excruciating, but she was powerless to protest. Otherwise, her features would appear distorted on camera, giving her the appearance of a monster. ‘Ugh! I really regret coming here!’ The wind in her ears sounded as if it had been amplified a dozen times. Her eardrums were affected by the air pressure. Ivy made a valiant attempt to steer her parachute in the right direction. She felt her body being dragged down about ten minutes later. Numerous individuals surrounded her. She eventually made a safe landing. “Ivy, are you alright?” Vince’s attractive yet vexing face appeared before Ivy’s eyes. He was frantically waving his hands. Ivy’s face was a pale shade of blue. She regained her composure and heartbeat and rolled her eyes at him. “I’d prefer to die than watch the next episode!” Vince’s lips twitched. He quickly apprehended her and pleaded with her. “The following episode is an intellectual challenge, which means it will be less physically taxing. However, we still have another game. Ivy, as the first to arrive, you get to choose your teammate!” Observing Ivy come over on her own, Vince deduced that Mirasol was the frail one. ‘I knew it. Ivy’s the best!’ Vince viewed. Ivy averted her gaze. “Yes, please!”

Vince gave a contented nod. He broke away from Brad and Flint’s team and made his way here as quickly as possible to switch teammates! “However, who do you desire?” Ivy responded without hesitation, “Brad Cooper.” Vince became immobile and appeared to have been struck by lightning. “Him?! Why?!” Ivy rolled her eyes at him and stated, “Flint is inexperienced, and you are untrustworthy!” Vince’s mouth opened in surprise. ‘Am I not trustworthy?! Ivy did not choose me because she believes I am untrustworthy?’ Vince was distraught. The viewers were taken aback by Vince’s shocking appearance and couldn’t help but laugh. (Vince has been deserted! Aren’t they close pals?) (Ouch! Vince has been dumped! He appears pitiful and endearing.) (How come I have a distinct impression that Ivy wanted to win this checkpoint solely to switch her teammate?) (Poor Mirasol, she is still unaware she has been replaced.) Ivy waited for Brad and took advantage of the opportunity to rest. The first challenge had been solved. Mirasol, aided by the staff, also emerged from the cave and rejoined the group. She was at a loss for words when she discovered Ivy had swapped her out. She was disappointed and humiliated to be abandoned in this manner. “Ivy, I…” Ivy looked Mirasol in the eyes and said hurriedly, “Vince chose you just now. Can you still go on?” Mirasol looked excitedly at Vince, while Vince looked at Ivy perplexed. Ivy simply smiled and gazed up at the brilliant blue sky. The internet community responded: (Did we miss a scene?) If Mirasol and Flint teamed up, they would have little chance of winning. As a result, adding Vince to their team was the best course of action.

Brad and Flint became members of the group. They appeared to be much closer as they conversed and laughed. Ivy and Brad were announced as a team, while Flint, Vince, and Mirasol were grouped. Brad raised an eyebrow and accepted this new arrangement wholeheartedly. Ivy chose the waterway after Brad. Because the camera crew would not accompany them on this route, they brought their cameras and drones. Brad Cooper was a tall, musculature gentleman with prominent mixed facial features. His eyes were unbelievably captivating, and his seductive smile could seduce one’s soul. His temperament was opposed to Vince’s. He was extremely rugged and lacked Vince’s typical gentry appearance. Ivy stood there watching Brad board a speedboat. He extended his hand to her. “Take my hand.”