The moment Ivy Aretha looked up, she met an equally shocked and rigid face. A familiar visage, familiar scent, but with unfamiliar eyes. When they met again, it felt as though ages had passed.
After a while, Ivy came out of her daze. The boy who was once naive had now become Mr. Gilbert, the general manager of Gilbert Group. Their past relationship had long become a thing of the past. He had married, and she had given birth.
Ivy Aretha looked up slightly and smiled, revealing eight teeth—a standard professional smile. "Mr. Gordon is inside, please step inside, Mr. Gilbert!"
In contrast to Ivy's calmness, Zach Gilbert was noticeably agitated. His eyes were fixed on Ivy, so deep and intense. His voice trembled, "Ivy, why is it you? Why are you here?"
"What does it matter why I'm here? Our CEO is inside, Mr. Gilbert, please go in..."
Ivy hadn't even finished her sentence when Zach's sudden actions caused her to falter, her gaze fixated on her wrist that he held tightly.
