Chapter 8

There is bright and moist water in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window. The corner of the swimming pool is secluded and unoccupied. Ivy holds a glass of red wine while admiring the moonlight that reflected into the water. "Ivy..." Ivy stood there; her lips curled into a wicked sneer. She had a sense that someone was approaching. She caught a glimpse of Alice's face via her peripheral vision, and she wanted to laugh out loud at her sweet and compassionate expressions... And when Alice stopped in front of her, her facial expressions suddenly became slightly cold-completely removing her disguise as a mighty woman. "Did you intentionally come to the banquet?" she asked and arched her brow, "you're trying to get close again to Wyatt, huh?" Alice moved closer to her, and her jaw clenched. "If I were you, I would stay away from him and never come back," she added. Ivy locked her gaze on Alice with a sneering look in her eyes. "Alice, the whole world knows that you are the third pa