Ivy looked at Lucas's face and blinked. "Mr. Woods, I was just curious so I came to take a look." "Do you remember what you said earlier?" he asked. "I said I wouldn't speak, and I didn't. I just came to take a look," Ivy replied earnestly. Lucas was momentarily speechless, and Caspian could not help but chuckle. "Ivy, you're not afraid of Mr. Woods at all, huh?" "Is he scary? I don't think so. As an employee of this company, I want to take an interest in its future development!" Ivy said confidently. Lucas shifted his gaze back to the form in front of him. Soon, his brow furrowed as the questions on the form were rather absurd. For instance, the first question on the form was: 'Is your health in good condition? Are your parents healthy? Any hereditary diseases?' This was followed by the second question: 'How many romantic relationships have you had? What's your marital status? Do you have a girlfriend? Are you married? Do you have children?' The third question on the for
Caspian was quick to respond, "She's Lucas' assistant." "Oh! An assistant making decisions for the boss? Mr. Woods must really dote on his employees," Ms. Feake said. Caspian burst into laughter. "It's not quite like that. They knew each other before she began working here, so their relationship doesn't follow the typical boss-employee dynamic." Ms. Feake chuckled. "I see! Mr. Woods, we're not particularly interested in your privacy. We asked you to fill out this form because we want to understand you better. After all, we haven't had any prior contact. As long as you answer these questions truthfully, and there aren't any major issues, we can proceed with the transference of the investment funds." Caspian found her request quite reasonable and continued trying to persuade Lucas. "Why don't I fill it out for you? I know you quite well." Ms. Feake interjected, "Sorry, that won't work! Each question needs to be answered by Mr. Woods himself for accuracy. My father places great
Ms. Feake smiled gracefully and alluringly. "Of course! This is what your brother assigned me to do, so I will do it!" Ivy looked incredulous. "My brother instructed you to do this?" Ms. Feake patted Ivy's shoulder and laughed. "Exactly! Did you think I actually had my eye on Lucas? Ivy, he's not my type at all! I prefer men like your brother." Ivy blushed sheepishly. "Lucas and my big brother are kind of the same type, aren't they?" At the very least, Ivy felt they were quite similar. Ms. Feake waved her hand dismissively. "They are absolutely different! Your big brother is successful, mature, intelligent, and wise. How could Lucas compare to him?" Ivy frowned slightly. "Ms. Feake, my big brother is getting married soon, so don't fall for him!" Ms. Feake covered her mouth and laughed. "I know your big brother is getting married. He's the kind of person I could only dream of dating." Ivy joined in the laughter. "Actually, Lucas is very capable, too. He just graduated, a
Ivy answered honestly, "It's been three years since I last saw him, so it's true that I don't know him that well. Regardless, he's helped me in the past, and I will never forget that." "Well, your brother is actually planning to invest in Lucas' company; that much is true. He knows that Lucas helped you before and sees this as a way of repaying him." "Oh, what else did Hayden say? Did he have a message for me?" Ivy asked. Ms. Feake shook her head. "No. He just told me to keep an eye on Lucas." Ms. Feake proceeded to give Ivy her phone number, and as Ivy saved it to her phone, she asked, "Ms. Feake, what's your name?" "Missy Feake." "Hahaha! That sounds exactly like 'Ms. Feake'!" "Funny, right?" Missy said. "A little. Can I call you Missy from now on, then?" "You can call me whatever you want, princess." Ivy could not help but burst into laughter. The two emerged from the restroom, only to see Caspian rushing ahead of them in a flurry. Missy immediately called ou
Without hesitation, Caspian said, "I've seen people like that before! If I had a cousin that pretty, I would obey her every word, too!" Lucas was instantly rendered speechless. "Should I book the restaurant for lunch now? Ms. Feake specifically asked to dine with you, so you ought to oblige." "You need to come along," Lucas said. "Hahaha! Look how scared you are. It's almost as though you are worried that Ms. Feake will swallow you whole." "Don't you think she's weird? She acts just like Ivy did when she first came here." Caspian shook his head. "It's not the same. Ivy didn't call before coming here; but Ms. Feake did, and we agreed for her to come." Lucas realized that there was no point in arguing with Caspian and waved him off. "Go ahead and book the restaurant." After a pause, he continued, "You said Ivy and Ms. Feake are getting along, right? Bring Ivy along as well." "All right! I will let her know." Caspian emerged from Lucas' office and ran into Ivy, who retur
Ivy was puzzled as she had not said much. "I've met many people, and those who are both poor and spiritually rich are few and far between. At least, I've never come across one, so your family must be wealthy. If Lucas thinks so, then I believe in his judgment." "All right. Having money isn't a crime, right? Can I continue working at your company?" Ivy asked. Caspian assured her, "Of course! If you come from a wealthy family, I won't feel guilty asking you to do things." Ivy found herself at a loss for words. "All right. Go ahead and make the reservation! Remember, you must learn Ms. Feake's preferences. Order dishes she likes. Lucas and I aren't picky eaters." Ivy said, "Lucas is a bit picky." Caspian seemed surprised. "Huh? Is he? I've known him for so long, and I've never seen him being picky! He eats whatever I buy, and he's never told me he dislikes anything!" Ivy agreed: "All right, got it. I'll take care of it." With that said, Ivy left. Caspian scratched his
"Caspian, are you making fun of me?" Ivy asked. "Of course not. This is the first time I've seen so many women interested in Lucas. It's exciting!" Caspian said. Ivy fell silent. Caspian elbowed Lucas and said, "You are in luck this year! Feeling troubled?" Lucas glared at him. "You're overthinking this! Is romance all you think about?" Caspian flinched. "I'll just keep quiet and watch the drama unfold." Ivy picked up the jug and poured herself a glass of water. Caspian immediately handed her his glass. "I want water, too." Ivy poured him a glass and turned to Lucas. "Do you want water?" Lucas simply handed her his glass without a word. As Ivy finished pouring him a glass of water, Missy arrived alone. Caspian promptly smiled and asked, "Ms. Feake, where's your companion?" Missy replied, "He's resting at the hotel. I didn't ask him to come." "Oh! Then I'll have the waiter bring the dishes out now." With that, Caspian signaled the waiter to start serving them.
Ivy immediately stopped them. "He can't drink. Let's just drink juice," she said before standing up to order juice. Missy grabbed her hand and said, "Your boss hasn't said anything, so why are you panicking? I'm just a woman; it's not like I could do anything to him." Ivy gave up, and Missy raised her glass to click it against Lucas'. "Lucas, I know you've just graduated and might not have a high tolerance for alcohol, but it's fine. You need to drink more to build up your tolerance! This wine doesn't have a high alcohol content anyway!" She immediately finished her wine in one big gulp, and Ivy swallowed hard at the sight. Missy set down her glass and gestured at Lucas. "Aren't you going to drink? Why are you just staring at me?" As he had downed his wine earlier, Lucas' cheeks were flushed. He rarely drank so he was already feeling a bit tipsy. "Ms. Feake, I can drink, but if I have this glass of wine, we won't be able to discuss anything." Lucas' clear aversion and dista