The Billionaire's Regret

Chapter 55

Ivy bent down to pick up the tiger in surprise. “Hey, little buddy, how are you?” “I’m not little, I’m a magnificent tiger!” the little tiger snuggled against her shoulder, his voice sweet, then it roared, “Roar!” Ivy smiled as she stared at Liam. “Does it remember me?” “It has an excellent memory.” Liam chuckled, then said quietly, “After all, it isn’t a real tiger—shh, don’t tell what I said—” “I heard you! I no longer like you! Hmph!” In a rage, the tiger averted its gaze and squinted its eyes. “So, you’re the gorgeous lady he’s been talking on and on about?” remarked the curly-haired man as Liam caressed his nose. The man wore black-framed spectacles and had a large head of curly hair. He appeared to be in his twenties and resembled a traditional scientist. “This little traitor returned and boasted to us about seeing a gorgeous lady. We were intrigued since it has always had very high aesthetic standards. We were just discussing it when you arrived.” Ivy surprised herself with a smile. She sank her head to rub the tiger’s head. It squinted with delight. “She’s gorgeous, right?” the man asked. “Isn’t she stunning, Little Traitor?” The small tiger grumbled uncomfortably and averted his gaze, refusing to answer the query. Liam expressed his reasoning while laughing. “I’m not sure who created its personality. It’s a neophile who constantly switches sides, so everyone nicknamed it Little Traitor.” “I created it! What’s the matter with its character?” A tiny round-faced girl with large eyes emerged from the next door and scowled angrily at Liam during their conversation. She stretched out to touch the tiger in Ivy’s arms. “Come on in. Allow me to carry you.” The tiger refused, shaking its head. Its paws were gripping one of Ivy’s arms fiercely. “No way! I want Pretty Lady to carry me.” The edges of the girl’s lips twitched. She reprimanded it while gritting her teeth. “You little traitor!” Everyone laughed. Ivy laughed and turned to face the girl. “Did you create this tiger?” Ivy caught the girl’s eye.

“Hi! The little traitor was right. You are truly lovely. Uhm, yeah, I designed it,” she answered, her eyes squinting. Liam coughed and introduced them to each other. “Miss Ivy, this is Shaira, a well-known genius scientist in the sector and the leader of our collaboration project.” Liam smiled. “And this is Miss Ivy, our business partner. You are welcome to show her around. I’ll go check on the others,” he added. Ivy was taken aback. This young lady appeared to be in her early twenties, but she was already the project manager. Shaira nodded and grinned. “No problem, I’ll handle it!” Liam grinned and drew the curly-haired man along with him. Ivy smiled as she stared at Shaira. “You look so young, Miss Shaira.” Shaira was naturally friendly to Ivy and approached her and took her arm. “My name is Shaira Winter. My age is twenty-three. Do you have a lot of money, Miss Ivy?” Shaira asked triumphantly. Ivy was dragged to Shaira’s lab, making Ivy jive in awe. “Liam indicated that anyone who can be our partner in this project must be wealthy,” Shaira smiled, “and I prefer to make friends with rich people!” she added. “Superficial woman,” hissed the small tiger. “Shut up, or I’ll disassemble you!” Shaira threatened the tiger. Fear gripped the young tiger, who hid in Ivy’s arms. It was so enraged that it dared not speak again. Ivy giggled and thought this girl was fascinating. “Our company is well-funded,” she replied. Now, I finally understand the source of this little tiger’s rage! It’s exactly like Shaira! Ivy pondered. Shaira’s laboratory was enormous, encircled by translucent blue walls with a steady stream of formulas. There were a variety of robot parts and precision tools on hand. It was extremely beautiful to look at. There was also a projecting LCD panel on the wall with a photo of someone that Ivy knew well. Isn’t that... “Ryan?” It’s Ryan… Ivy’s second brother! A photo of Ivy’s second brother receiving a trophy in Switzerland was displayed on the TV. At the age of seventeen, Ryan got the Nobel Prize and has since risen to prominence as the world’s

leading physicist. He was a genius whom countless countries yearned to hire. Ryan was clean- shaven and fresh in this photo, with a genuine, cheerful smile. “You know him as well?” Shaira dashed over to Ivy, thrilled. Her admiration shone through her eyes. “He’s, my hero. I’m madly in love with him! If I ever get to meet him in person, I’ll be able to die without remorse!” she exclaimed. Ivy remained mute. Her second brother was in high demand in the industry, but he had an odd temper. He disliked having girls around him so much that her father was concerned that her second brother would be alone for the rest of his life. Shaira happily tugged Ivy’s sleeve and told her about all of Ryan’s accomplishments. “Don’t you think he’s attractive? He’s far superior to any Hollywood star out there! I’m curious what’s below those garments,” she uttered naughtily. Ivy hesitated, pursed her lips, and murmured, “He’s fine.” Ryan used to wander around naked at home when he was a kid. He had a terrific physique, but he was only average when compared to her older brother and third brother. “How do you know that?” Shaira was taken aback by Ivy’s reaction. “Do you know who he is?!” Ivy was taken aback and let out a smile. “I have his phone number,” she paused, “—would you like it?” she added with a sly grin. Shaira was taken aback. “Are you kidding me?!?” Ivy got out her phone and phoned Ryan on video in front of Shaira. He was in another country and appeared on the phone screen as if he had just gotten out of bed because his hair was tangled. Shaira squealed as she covered her lips. She took a step back and whirled around in delight. “Ivy? What’s going on? I’ve been so busy recently that I haven’t had time to contact you.” “Nothing special, I just wanted to see you,” Ivy responded with a smile. “I have a friend who is a huge fan of your work. Would you mind giving her an autograph?” Ryan paused for a moment before timidly nodding. “All right, just one.” Ivy smiled as she hung up the phone and looked at Shaira’s joyful expression. She couldn’t stop laughing. “I’ll give it to you as soon as I can get my hands on it.” Shaira struggled to keep her enthusiasm in check and reached out to grab Ivy’s hand. “OMG! Can

you believe I just saw Ryan’s sleeping face?” Ivy couldn’t say anything. “Could you please give me his phone number? Is that all right?” Shaira pleaded with Ivy, clasping her hands together in a begging motion. “What do you want in return?” she asked, blinking her huge round eyes. Would you like this foolish tiger?” Shaira indicated the tiger in Ivy’s arms. She had a fearful expression on her face, as though Ivy might reject this trade-off! Ivy paused and raised her head in amazement. “Are you willing to hand it over to me? Is Liam willing to go along with it?” “Of course not! Why can’t I be?” Shaira exclaimed enthusiastically, “This tiger is mine, not Liam’s. Thus, he has no say in it.” “Great! It’s a done deal!” This adorable tiger smote Ivy. She was too shy to ask for it the first time she saw it. Shaira was so appreciative that she hugged and kissed Ivy on the cheek after she swiftly handed her Ryan’s phone number and social media usernames. “Ivy! You’re the greatest! I adore you so much!” she blurted in excitement. The young tiger was displeased and shoved Shaira’s hand away from Ivy’s arm, “Don’t touch my gorgeous woman! She’s all mine!” the tiger yelled angrily. Ivy laughed as she stroked the tiger’s head. “From now on, you’re mine as well.” The small tiger shook its head enthusiastically. “I really like you! Bring me home!” “Is it necessary to charge it?” Ivy had to seek advice on how to better care for this tiny tiger. Shaira waved her hand, indicating that she was not in the mood to explain. She was staring at her phone, hoping Ryan would accept her friend request. “Simply ask. It knows what it’s doing!” Ivy was a bit shocked by touching the young tiger’s hairy back and asking, “Really?! Are you aware of everything?” The tiger proudly stretched its back and brushed its head on her palm. “Of course! I know and can do it all!”This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.