The CEO's Billion Dollar Bride-Chapter 35 - 36. Going deeper
Chapter 35: 36. Going deeper
Chapter 35: 36. Going deeper
Upon hearing these words, Ivy’s eyes lit up: “So you mean, he didn’t believe you were Mommy’s daughter?”
“Yes!”
That damned guy went through every possible relationship but refused to say “mom.”
After hearing this, Ivy finally breathed a sigh of relief. But why did she feel guilty when she was clearly the one who had been wronged?
“You’re my lit-tle, little apple…”
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As the mother and daughter were talking, the phone that had been hung up rang again. Ivy glanced at the screen and said to her daughter, “Baby, go wait in the bedroom for Mommy. I’ll answer the phone and then come to sleep with you!”
Seeing Bianca nod, she walked with her little legs to the bedroom. Only then did Ivy answer the phone: “Mr. Gordon, is there an emergency that you need to call me so late at night?”
“Ivy Aretha, get down here!”
Michael’s voice on the other end held a hint of anger, clearly upset.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Gordon, but it’s late, and I have to go to sleep!”
She couldn’t leave her daughter alone at home, not even a five-year-old child. It wouldn’t be safe to meet him at such a late hour.
Men turning into beasts when they’re angry and encounter beautiful women had a one hundred and two percent probability, especially at night, so only a fool would go out!
Just as Ivy was about to hang up, Michael’s enraged voice came through again.
“Not coming down? Fine, I’ll come up. You’d better have your kid step aside because I can’t guarantee she won’t see anything inappropriate!”
Michael didn’t know where his anger was coming from; Ivy hadn’t done anything outrageous. Having so many calls hung up was obviously the child’s doing, and he didn’t need to hold a grudge against a child.
But just thinking about her ex-boyfriend, Zach Gilbert, put Michael in a bad mood. This irritation had persisted before he had even met her and continued to this moment.
Wait a minute, come up?
“You… you’re downstairs? How do you know which floor I live on?”
He only drove her home once, and that was just to the building. There was no way he would’ve been searching floor by floor, right?
“Is all the information on Allure International’s resume useless?”
Michael was being practically killed by Ivy’s endless questions. Was it really so difficult for her to come downstairs to speak to him?
Ivy quickly put on a set of casual clothes and hurried downstairs, fearing that if she was too slow, this man would barge upstairs.
Once downstairs, Ivy saw Michael leaning against a sleek Maybach, his head lowered as he smoked a cigarette. His posture was relaxed, and his entire demeanor was seductive. Under the busy residential building, he instantly became a dazzling sight.
Ivy’s heart skipped a beat. This guy was indeed very handsome. If not for her strong willpower, she might have succumbed to such allure.
Ivy didn’t dare to look at him directly and lowered her head to ask: “It’s so late, what do you need me for, Mr. Gordon?”
Michael threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground and stepped on it. The shine from his expensive leather shoes reflected a menacing aura as they crushed the cigarette butt…
Michael looked up to see Ivy in a cotton home outfit that resembled pajamas, her hair messily tied in a bun. Her bangs were still wet and dripping, indicating that she had just taken a shower. Perhaps if he got closer, he could smell the lingering scent of her shower?
While he pondered, Michael’s feet involuntarily took a step forward towards the panicked but composed-looking Ivy: “Can’t your boss look for you if there’s nothing wrong? I’m your boss!”
No problem? Boss?
“So what if you’re the boss? It’s off-duty hours now!
“Michael Gordon, do you think it’s funny to drag me out of bed in the middle of the night? Are you just messing with me or do you simply dislike me?”
Being provoked like this, even Ivy’s good temper couldn’t handle it, especially since she never had a good temper to begin with. But somehow, Young Master Gordon was always able to push her buttons.
“In bed?” Michael’s eyebrows furrowed, but then he started laughing again. His eyes looked at her with a hint of amusement, his voice deliberately raised: “Did I interrupt something? Frustrated?”
Knowing there was a child at home and no man in the house, Michael couldn’t help but tease her. However, deep down, he had a hidden expectation for her answer.
Ivy was just about to yell when she saw his familiar, mischievous face. That familiarity made her mind go blank, especially since his wicked smile was identical to her precious daughter Bianca’s.
Her daughter had the same expression every time she came up with a terrible idea. No wonder it seemed so familiar to her. Looking at the man before her, Ivy had a momentary daze, momentarily forgetting to respond.
Michael noticed her staring blankly at him, her eyes unfocused. The wicked curve in the corner of his lips deepened: “Did I hit the nail on the head?”
“Yes, I’m frustrated. So Mr. Gordon, if you don’t have a problem, you can go back and leave us to continue!”
Ivy couldn’t believe how childish Michael was being. Just because she had offended him during their blind date, was there a need to take things this far?
Coming to her building in the middle of the night for no reason and teasing her.
Michael looked at her angry face with interest, raising an eyebrow to ask: “I’m only doing this because I like to disturb people’s good times, especially those who have offended me. Ivy, who asked you to offend me, and still dare to work at my company? This is just the beginning; there’s so much more to come!”
As expected, he was just messing with her. But his method of revenge was quite… perverse!
“Are you sick? Coming to an employee’s building in the middle of the night?” Ivy glared at him and roared: “It’s only because I offended you during the blind date! If you’re capable, give me a break! And besides, you were the one who spoke out of line first. What I did was just self-defense!”
Self-defense? Did he do anything to her? She shouldn’t need self-defense!
“During the blind date?” Michael chewed on those words, his gaze deeply fixed on her eyes. The heat in his eyes burned her: “What did I do for you to need self-defense? Did I try to force myself on you? I don’t recall doing that.”
Forcing himself on her? Well, he didn’t do it that day, but six years ago, he did, and it left evidence!
But she couldn’t mention that because bringing it up would definitely lead to suspicions about her beloved daughter being his illegitimate child!
“You… you slandered me, saying I have no ass, no breasts, no…”
“Wasn’t I stating facts? Where’s the slander?” Michael cut Ivy off before she could even finish: “Or do you mean to say that you have an ass and breasts? Oh, right, you did say that, but I don’t believe you. You put such a big accusation on my head. At least I should verify it, right?”
As he spoke, Michael made a move to touch her, scaring Ivy into turning pale.
