Everyone looked at the Morgan family’s beloved daughter with envy in their eyes.

Cooper approached Ivy with a smile.

Ivy turned her head to look at him. “Is this one of the programs as well?” I don’t recall this being part of the plan.

Cooper gave a faint smile, his aura calm and reserved. “Of course not.” Then his pupils constricted slightly.

He noticed a man walking down the stairs on the other side, not far away. His tone softened noticeably. “However, I believe I know who it is.”

“Who?” Ivy inquired and followed his gaze. She tensed slightly.

Simon wore a tuxedo that was custom-made for him. With his...