Chapter 24

The slender and tall figure standing in front of her, those perfect and Greek god-like features that he had, was the man Ivy had been fascinated with for three years-Wyatt Reed. At first glance, Ivy had a momentary hesitation but soon regained her composure. How could he be here? What a coincidence! "Mr. Reed?" Zayne Dy stood up in a panic, and his body was trembling with humility. Wyatt's face was gloomy, and he stared at Zayne Dy, wearing his deadly glares. "Do you have any death wishes? If so," he moved forward, "I will fulfill it," he added and gritted his teeth. At this moment, the nameless anger suddenly erupted from Wyatt's chest, and his eyes were cold and intimidating. He was about to throw a punch and teach this Zayne Dy a lesson when a figure suddenly appeared behind him, kicking Zayne Dy, who stood up, to the ground again and then started to throw a series of punches at Zayne's face, his body-trying to break the old man's bones. "Simon!" Ivy shouted to stop the man.