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