"Cooper is quite clever and has taken after you," Don Reed stated. "Isn't it possible that he'll wreck everything if such a woman dupes him?" he added.

It's only a woman; what can she do? Leo Morgan smirked.

Don Reed gave Ivy a thoughtful look before speaking.

"This woman is not easy to understand. Cooper appointed her to Vice President of your company and is the second-in-command after she just divorced. She'll soon start making decisions in your company, therefore shouldn't you step in as Chairman to govern the situation?"

If it were anyone else, they would be enraged and terrified after hearing these statements from Don Reed.

Leo Morgan, on the other hand, was no average person.

Leo reacted unconcerned with a drowsy laugh. Mind your own business, Chairman Reed. I have faith in my son-Oh no, a fish has been hooked! Goodbye.

The phone call was cut off, and Don Reed's reaction was pretty hilarious. He cursed and gazed angrily at Ivy as though he couldn't let her off the hook.

"You were lucky, but do you believe you'll be able to get away with it like that? Do you think it's so simple to become a member of the Morgan family? Leo Morgan is far more dangerous than you realize!"

Ivy burst out laughing, and afterward, she glared at the old man. "That's not anything you should be concerned about anyway," she hesitated, a gleam in her eyes, "I will undoubtedly be a member of the Morgan family!"

After all, Ivy was going to reveal her true identity at some point. She worried how this old man would react if he discovered her true identity.Visit Jo b n i b.com to read the complete chapters for free. If you are not reading this novel on Job nib.-com, some sentences are incomplete.

Ivy's wishful thought elicited a snort and a laugh from Don Reed. He had something else to say, but Ivy was no longer in the mood to deal with them. Ivy didn't have to worry about contacting Leo Morgan because it appeared to be the old man's trump card. "When there was nothing else, Chairman Reed, I'll have my secretary send you off. I need to get to a meeting."

Ivy smiled at them with a disconnected yet courteous smile on her face.

Piper was enraged and felt like saying something, but she could only grit her teeth and keep quiet.

After this meeting, Don Reed was likewise irritated and snorted rudely. "You asked for it!"

Greg entered the room and waited there respectfully after Ivy touched a button on her internal office phone. "What are your directives, Miss Ivy?"

"Please send the guests away," she said.

"Indeed, ma'am. Chairman Reed, Ms. Reed, please come this way." Greg graciously extended his hand. Don Reed gritted his teeth and walked away with a gloomy expression. Piper trailed grumpily as well.

While walking, Don Reed called Wyatt and was enraged.

"I didn't anticipate Ivy to be such an arrogant brat after three years of marriage to you. She's very adamant. Did you marry her blindly back then?"Visit Job ni b.com to read the complete chapters for free. If you are not reading this novel on Narugi.-com, some sentences are incomplete. You went to see her? Wyatt asked after a bit of pause.

"Of course, I can't endure it another second that my cherished pipe is in her hands! Even after I confronted her personally, this woman was too evil to let go. For three years, she lied to us. I had no idea she was such a person!"

For a few seconds, Wyatt was silent, thinking...

"I guess she's had enough of putting up with us for the previous three years."

I'll take care of this, Grandpa. Don't worry; I'll return your pipe.

"You'd better hurry! Otherwise, I'm not going to let her off the hook! She also stated that she intends to marry into the Morgan family. You can influence her personal life. I don't think a wealthy family would welcome a divorced bitch that hooks up with everyone." Wyatt frowned and became annoyed. Ivy had done nothing wrong, yet she was nevertheless insulted in this manner. When Wyatt heard his grandfather's statements, he felt horrified.

However, when he thought about Cooper Morgan and Simon Albert, who were continuously centered on Ivy, he became increasingly uncomfortable, stifled, and unhappy.

Wyatt scratched his temples after hanging up the phone. Ken, who had been standing to the side, spoke up unexpectedly. "President, will the meeting scheduled to start in five minutes go forward as planned?"

Wyatt's dark eyes drooped slightly. He did not respond to Ken's inquiry. Instead, he inquired, "Ken, what type of person do you believe Ivy is?"

What makes her so different before and after our divorce?

Ken paused for a bit before answering the question.

"Madam Ivy-I mean, Ms. Ivy, on the other hand, is a very pleasant lady."

Wyatt's face was a little frosty. "Do you communicate frequently?"

"No, no. It's simply that I got her calls a lot when you were married. She was genuinely concerned about you. She'd check the weather forecast and remind me to pack appropriate clothes and meals whenever... you went on a business trip. She'd even prepare them and send them over herself on occasion. Even when you didn't return her calls, she never became enraged," Ken explained.

After seeing Wyatt's growing sad expression, Ken wondered if he had said the wrong thing.

"How come I had no idea about these things?" Wyatt muttered.

I don't think I've ever received Ivy's calls, Wyatt reflected.

Ken spoke nervously, "I've reported it to you before, but you said not to report such unimportant issues to you at the time. You also stated in front of both Ms. Ivy and me that, aside from problems with Ms. Perez, you do not want to be approached concerning irrelevant topics. Thus, that's probably why Ms. Ivy stopped calling you."

His voice progressively reduced as he seemed to notice the air around Wyatt becoming cooler.

Wyatt scratched his brow as though recalling this scenario. At the time, they were in their home, but he was preoccupied with Alice Perez's severe blood loss and seemed to miss another pair of anxious eyes that gradually grew mournful. He had only given Ivy the marriage she desired, but he had chiseled away at her heart and drawn her blood.

His heart instantly felt terrible that he couldn't breathe.

He appeared to be getting an answer to how Ivy moved from wary to disheartened.

"Mr. President, how about the meeting?" Ken suddenly asked.

"Schedule a meeting with Ivy. I want to meet her," Wyatt replied instead of answering about his ongoing meeting today. Wyatt knew Ivy would not return his call, and showing up to her office unannounced was also impolite. "Their response was clear. Ms. Ivy is unavailable," Ken explained.

When Wyatt cast a dismal glance toward Ken, Ken's heart skipped a beat, and cold ran across his body. "But I will keep approaching them until we get an appointment," Ken quickly added.

"Get the hell out. The conference will take place as scheduled."

"Yes, Sir." Ken breathed a sigh of relief as he politely left.

Fuck, Wyatt! What's the point? What's the point of giving interest to her now that you are divorced? He pondered.

MORGAN CORPORATION.

Greg returned to Ivy's office a few minutes after sending Don Reed and Piper away, then relayed what he had just heard to Ivy so that she could be ready.

Ivy chuckled bitterly when she heard this. She had expected Don Reed to be harsh while dealing with her because he had never liked her. She had no idea he would fabricate controversies about her personal life.

So, he wants to prevent her from marrying into a wealthy family, huh? That's inhumane!

If an ordinary lady were treated like this, she would be rejected for the rest of her life.

Ivy planned to return the pipe after tinkering with it for a few days. She didn't want to let go of it now that they were messing with her.

Her phone abruptly rang. Leo Morgan's number was displayed on the caller ID.

"You may leave," Ivy responded with a wave of her hand.

Greg nodded and walked away. Ivy answered the phone. "How many fish did you catch today, Dad?"

Leo froze for a split second before letting out a chilly moan. "Did Reed, the elderly man, seek for you?"

"He just walked into my office and called you right in front of me," Ivy spoke gradually while looking down at her manicure.

"Hmph! He has the nerve to whine to me now? Who are they to bully you in this manner?" Leo was enraged and afflicted. His daughter had been through a lot while living with the Reeds. He didn't even go to them to settle the score, and they dare to be the first to whine constantly? "Don't be upset, Dad. I've already dismissed them in an undignified manner."

Leo mumbled. "Excellent work, Baby. You don't have to be kind to them. This old man has no idea where he belongs. What a dreadful virus!"

Ivy burst out laughing. "Yeah, you're correct. Anyway, it doesn't matter since I'm not going to put up with them anymore. I'll break that emerald pipe if that old geezer comes searching for mischief again. And then we'll see who has the last laugh!"

Leo was pleased with his daughter's response and complimented her. "Of course, do that. We need to show the Reeds who's in charge. My daughter is fantastic!"

After talking to her father over the phone for a few minutes, she paused as Greg knocked on the door and got in. "Miss Ivy, the plan still needs to be finalized. Should we schedule a meeting to talk about it?"

"Of course!"

"Dad, keep fishing. I need to get back to work now!" Ivy said to her father and ended the call.

Ivy grabbed her bag and prepared to leave the office after a long day. Greg caught up to her as she headed out the door. "Miss Ivy, Mr. Saver would like to invite you to dinner to discuss some difficulties with the ABC project."

Ivy considered it and nodded her head in agreement. After all, this was the most crucial aspect.

"Let's go."

Greg gave the nod. "I'll go make the necessary arrangements."

And when they arrived at the agreed-upon site. They were surprised to meet both Liam Saver and Wyatt Reed.

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