Pierce looked at the dog, which was as tall as he was, and thought it was stupid and ugly. “Pets aren’t allowed on planes!”

Wyatt smirked as he looked at him. “My private jet permits it.”

Pierce paused for a moment and realized he was outclassed.

‘There’s no way!’

He shook Ivy’s hand and fixed his gaze on her.

“When I get back home, Pretty Lady, I’ll order you a plane made of gold and encrusted with precious gems!”

‘I can’t let Whiner Mister entice my pretty lady!’

The corners of Ivy’s lips twitched. She gave Pierce a friendly smile. “No, I’m not a fan of planes.”

Pierce let out...