The Billionaire's Regret

Chapter 14

In the building of Morgan Corporation, Ivy was watching Cooper while making her coffee. She can't help but get amazed by his skillful moves. Then all of a sudden, her phone vibrated, and it was a call from Blaze, the current president of Glamour Entertainment, which is under her name. "Hello," she answered. I have an important scoop to tell you, Blaze said. "And?" Miss Piper Reed is looking for someone to photograph you secretly, do you need any help to solve it? he asked. Blaze had this information when one paparazzi that worked under them slipped off his tongue. Ivy flashed a smile. Well, what does she expect from the Reeds? Especially Eva and Piper? Of course, they will do such a thing to get into her. "No, but thank you for informing me. Let them shoot or take shots of me. Just push the boat along the water and save some of my publicity fees," she asserted and let out a soft chuckle. She wouldn't be surprised when her face and name were on the internet again the next day. She ended the call and sighed. Cooper went closer to her. "What's the matter?" he asked. "Well," she leaned on the couch, "Piper Reed ordered someone to take some photos of me secretly. You know, she may be planning to destroy me—avenging." She shrugged. "So, I let them," she added. Cooper shook his head and sighed. "Be careful with the fire. It may burn you," he said as he handed over the cup of her coffee. Ivy smiled and took it. She closed her eyes for a while as she smelled the aroma of it. "Hmm… Cooper's coffee is really incredible. If you're not born to be wealthy, you should be known as a great barista—oh! You can open a café, and I'm sure people will like it," she asserted. Cooper crept a playful smile on his lips. "No one can afford to drink the coffee I made, except for you. My coffee is special," he said. Ivy smiled and just nodded.

"Anyway, Blaze is really good with gossip, huh," Cooper uttered. "Yeah. It's the field of his work anyway," Ivy replied. "Yeah," Cooper agreed. "Uhm, before I forget, tomorrow, I will officially work for the company. Can you please let Windy come to me and help me for a few days?" Cooper frowned slightly. "A-huh, you just arranged it," he replied. Ivy smiled and suddenly grabbed her phone and messaged Windy: Let's get to work starting tomorrow. On the other side, Windy received and read her message. Windy smiled and shook her head as she replied: Aye, aye, captain Ivy. Windy is very much willing to help the Morgans. They've been good to her and her family ever since. Ivy smiled and message her again: r u ready? Windy: Yup. Going to pick you up now. After he sent it, she left her house and went towards the Morgans. Suddenly, the two meet, and they both spend the night in the mall, but after an hour, they both decide to go to a bar. When they got inside the bar, the loud music filled their ears, and the booming sound even jerked up their chest. The glimmering of the neon lights danced along with the lively music. The two spent the moment drinking mixes and Windy went up to dance. Windy dances along with two handsome and hot men. The two went closer to Windy and swayed their hips, and scratched their huge filthy bum into her. Windy started to love the attention, which made Ivy shake her head as she continued to drink her shot in a glass while sitting at the bar counter. Then suddenly, she felt the urge to pee. She went down from the stool and went to Windy. She poked her to get her attention. "I will just use the bathroom!" she exclaimed since the loud music roared throughout the whole place. Windy smiled and nodded as her hands ran to the chest of the man on her left. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Ivy saw it and shook her head. When Ivy left the dance floor, a guy with his bulky figure went in Windy's direction and pushed her slightly, making her move back and let go of the man she was holding. "What the fuck is your problem, dude?" Windy exclaimed. The man smirked. "I'm just here to ask about that girl who just talked to you," he said, which made Windy glance at Ivy's figure. Windy frowned. "Don't ever try to mess with her," she warned. The man arched his brow and laughed. "I love her body, and I want to taste her. Can I do that?" "You pervert!" Windy exclaimed, was about to throw a punch at the man when the latter threw a jab at her, and she fell on the floor. The two men on Windy's side cursed out loud, which made the music stop, and the crowd gasped because of the incident. The man kneeled and suddenly grabbed her by the neck, and he's now strangling Windy. Windy was about to throw a slap when she saw Ivy. The man frowned and looked in the direction of Windy's eyes. "What the hell are you doing to my friend?" Ivy's cold voice lingers around. “Oh, there you are,” the man uttered. “Well, I just want to ask about you, but your friend arrogantly answered—” “What do you want?” Ivy cut off the hum of the man’s words. “And let go of her,” she added. The man smirked and let go of Windy. Ivy’s eyes widened when Windy rolled her eyes up and suddenly lost consciousness. “What have you—” “Let’s have a drink, lady,” the man interrupted. Ivy was boiled in anger and wanted to punch the man, but the person on her side stopped her. “Don’t go, Miss. You should call the police. That person is a famous gang leader,” the woman in her mid-thirties suggested. Ivy frowned slightly, then nodded at the woman. “Don’t worry, but thank you,” she replied. Ivy was in a burst of anger that she had no time to waste by calling the police. “Hey, giant. Sure,

let’s have a drink,” she replied, and a devilish smile was peeking in the corners of her lips. The man smiled widely. “Great. Come closer,” he said. And Ivy did it. “All right. So, let go of him, and I’m coming,” Ivy asserted in a calmer tone. The man nodded and smiled at her in a perverted way. Ivy, who was making her way towards the man, grabbed a bottle on the right table and simply hid it on her back as she flashed a smile at the guy to lure him. The man was about to reach out when she got closer, but suddenly, Ivy slammed the bottle that she was holding into the man’s head, making him howl like a pig. “Ugh!” The man lost his guard made Ivy take the chance to take him down. Ivy raised his hand and folded his wrist downwards, quickly making him lose the ability to resist. She pushed him down and she kicked him in the chest and the man fell on the cold floor. The man groaned in pain and did not even have the strength to stand up because of the hard blow from Ivy’s kick. The loud music inside faded, and after a few moments, silence filled in. Everyone who saw the scene was in a state of shock. The known bully with a bulky figure—a giant, had been knocked down by a beautiful woman? Ivy heaved a deep sigh and looked at the man. She didn’t move a hand and engaged in a fight for three years. Still, she was grateful because she still had the skill. She walked closer to the man and stepped her right foot on the man’s chest, restraining him from moving. “You shouldn’t have done that,” she coldly uttered and kicked him into a downward position which made the man groan in pain. Ivy let go of him as she walked to the nearby table and grabbed a glass with alcohol poured into it. She gets back in front of the man. “Here, have some drink,” she said, which made the man shake his head and beg for her forgiveness. No one dared to meddle with the situation. Ivy moved down and reached out for the man’s hair and grip into it… forcing him to raise his head. “You drink this, or I will help—” “S-Spare me please,” the man pleaded and even clasped his hand together. His abdomen is still

freaking hurt, which totally weakens him. the man couldn’t believe that a beautiful lady like Ivy possesses such strength. Since the man won’t move, Ivy poured the liquid into the man’s head and pushed him down again before she stood up and threw the glass near the man’s head, and it produced a cracking sound. People inside were wondering how did she do it. And she is even not bothered nor fears the man at all and deals with him in just a swirl in the wind. The crowd couldn’t help to get amazed by it. Ivy never bothered to roam her eyes around and walked towards Windy. She moved down and slightly slapped Windy’s face. “I will award you as the best actress later,” she uttered, making Windy open her eyes. Ivy knew that Windy was just pretending that she had fainted earlier. Well, she almost got her, but when she went closer to the man, she saw how her left eye opened as she took a peek. Windy smiled and stood up. Ivy sighed. “Let’s go,” she said. When they left the bar, Ivy seemed not to know that few paparazzi were excited to report the incident. Suddenly, one paparazzi called someone on the phone. “Duke, you wouldn’t believe this, but we just took a video of Ivy while beating a man in the bar. And I know you can use this against her, and this will be a huge bomb that will ruin her image.” On the other line, Duke suddenly stopped eating and said, “post it.” When Duke ended the call, a playful smile crept into his face. You’ll be doomed, Ivy Reed. Wait, is she still using the surname Reed? Duke shook his head. He had seen her for three years, but he didn’t even find out about Ivy’s maiden name when she got married to Wyatt. How about Wyatt? Does he know about Ivy’s real identity? Or she’s also a stranger to him? Late at night, the paparazzi dared to post the edited clips of Ivy’s fight on the internet and completely ignored the consequences of his action. He edited it, cut some scenes, and only left parts that would lead netizens to show their judgment toward Ivy.