Ivy bit the tip of her thumb while pacing back and forth, glancing at Dominic from time to time. They were in one of Dominic's meetings, and while he was indulging with all these men, laughing, chatting, and talking about nonsense, Ivy was on the brink of ripping her hair apart.
'Thirty minutes,' she thought, glancing at her wristwatch and then at her phone. 'What's taking them so long?'
It wasn't like she didn't know the answer. Matter of fact, she deeply understood the "delay." The account she was trying to retrieve wasn't hers in the first place. If only the bank director she knew wasn't her cousin, she wouldn't have to wait. There would be nothing to wait.
'My cousin will not be sued by this, right?' she wondered. 'No. Tiger got his money from doing all those jobs. They're not legally obtained… right?'
At this point, Ivy felt even more anxious.
