The Billionaire's Regret

Chapter 72

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. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

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!” Sebastian sighed in frustration. “All you know how to do is cause me problems.” They returned to Ivy’s place. Ivy hadn’t seen Simba in a long time, so she twisted it around. She had no idea Simba could even clean the house. The apartment was immaculately clean. Simba snatched Ivy’s Gucci slippers from her fingers and pushed them over, forcing her to change into them. Ivy surprised herself by changing out of her heels as she glanced at Simba’s lovely face. “Simba, are you bored at home?” she questioned as she strolled in. “Not really. I sat in front of the television and learned a few things.” Simba rubbed its head against Ivy’s footwear. Ivy was taken aback. “Did you watch anything?” “Animal Planet!” Simba blinked and circled Ivy to demonstrate his fierceness. “I’m a big, strong tiger!” Ivy restrained her laughter and shook her head in agreement, indicating that Simba had not had the expected impact. Sebastian, who had been neglected, was extremely dissatisfied. How come I didn’t get first-class treatment? “Where are my slippers, mighty tiger?” What a heartless Simba! Isn’t it obvious that I prefer it? Why is it only Ivy? Sebastian pondered unwillingly.

Simba lifted his chin, averted his gaze, and wagged his tail at Sebastian, indifferent to Sebastian’s request. “Mama, I can sing, so I’ll sing you a lullaby.” Ivy’s eyes glowed. She grinned as she picked up Simba and returned to her room. Sebastian, who was still standing outside the front door, was stunned. Did they simply ignore me?! he pondered. IVY HESITANTLY opened her eyes when Simba woke her up in the early morning. Simba carried Ivy’s phone in its mouth and handed it to her. “Windy is calling, Mama!” Ivy was taken aback, so she took out her phone and saw Windy’s nickname on the caller ID. She gratefully caressed Simba’s head and answered the phone. “Hello?” “Ivy, someone purposefully slandered you online. You’ve gone viral again!” “What exactly is going on?” “Someone posted an article full of made-up nonsense about you, but the key thing is that it can’t be hidden! Right now, go look!” Windy babbled. Ivy hung up the phone and went online. Her name quickly rose to the top of the popular topics list once more. Ivy sighed as she read the comments on the article. Ivy has no social standing or familial ties. How did she rise to the position of Vice President of a publicly listed company? Ivy divorced without receiving a dime. How did she afford a Cayenne? Can you tell me who Ivy’s sugar daddy is? *waits with bated breath for an exposé* Ivy’s images with Cooper, Sebastian, Simon, and several clients were uploaded online as proof. It gave the impression that her love life was exceedingly rocky and that her divorce was not as noble as she had previously stated. The public’s perception of Ivy was slanted toward the worst conceivable portrayal. Ivy’s face drooped. She quickly went online to check the stock market for the day. Morgan Corporation’s stock price was also affected, as expected. It fell by more than 10%, causing

them to lose more than a billion dollars all at once. Ivy’s phone abruptly rang, and she answered it right away. “Cooper?” Cooper’s voice sounded a little drained. “Isn’t Sebastian with you?” “Yeah, we got home late yesterday, so he’s here with me.” “Good. You two are staying at home today. Don’t leave the house or come into the office." “I read the news online. I’ll get in touch with Blaze right immediately,” Ivy said. She wouldn’t be worried if it was just her, but it involved the firm; therefore, there were far too many things at stake. Someone must be tampering with this behind the scenes. “I’ve already contacted him. Blaze stated that he had no control over the situation. Someone set up those social media accounts to defame you." Ivy smirked. “Did you figure out who’s behind all of this?” Who else would want to cling to the past? Who stands to gain the most from making me appear bad? Ivy pondered. Cooper scowled. “Does anyone else have this ability?” Ivy’s heart skipped a beat. “Wyatt Reed?” Is he just doing this because I hit Alice Perez in the head yesterday? Does he desire vengeance? “It wasn’t Wyatt, but it had something to do with the Reeds. Don Reed gave the order.” Cooper’s tone grew colder. “The Reeds are excessively conceited. Is he under the impression that the Reeds are the only ones in power?” When Don Reed was in charge, he had a stronghold on NYC companies. It was not an exaggeration to state that he was the man in charge of the city. However, a few other large firms had a better advantageous position in the current market, even though Reed Corporation was a significant corporation with long roots in the community. They were still insufficient to rattle the Morgan family. Ivy’s eyes became icy. “Is there anything I can do to help?” “You are not required to do anything. You don’t even need to elaborate on this. Dad is already aware of this, and he has decided to cut his vacation short. He plans to reveal your identity during

our company’s anniversary celebration. The harder they slam you now, the more they’ll have to kneel in the future.” They planned to reveal Ivy’s identity once she had gained a solid foothold in the sector. However, it appeared that some people were eager to crush Ivy. Ivy could tell Cooper was extremely riled up this time. Ivy sifted through the negative remarks about her on the internet after she hung up the phone. Windy and Simon also recruited social media influencers to speak on Ivy’s behalf, but it was a drop in the bucket and ineffective. Is this the Reeds’ power then? Is Don Reed trying to scare me by showing me a taste of the troubles he’ll add to my life? Ivy pondered. Ivy peered out the window and noticed a swarm of reporters below. Even though they couldn’t see much from below, their cameras were trained on her windows and flashed whenever she moved. Sebastian slept until the wee hours of the morning. He simply cleaned his hands and received a phone call from Cooper warning him not to leave the house. His original plans to go out were thwarted, so he changed back into his jammies and began serving breakfast to little princess Ivy. Ivy was bored and looked through the reports Henry had supplied her, as well as the ABC project’s progress report. Ivy felt at rest knowing that the project would not be jeopardized and remained at home faithfully. REEDS CORPORATION. Wyatt Reed’s expression was solemn. Ken stood nervously in front of him, daring not to breathe too loudly. In an instant, the temperature in the workplace dropped below freezing. “Who was responsible for this?” Such a dramatic shift occurred in just one night! Ken’s head hung low as if he were digging a hole in the dirt. “Mr. Reed, I’ve already contacted the proper people,” he said carefully. Everyone gives the same answer. They had no choice but to obey Don Reed’s directions.” So that’s why everyone was hurling mud at Ivy and aimed all the guns at her?