Wyatt’s eyes were dark and sunken. He did not make a sound and saw Don Reed watching him from the second-floor railing He nodded slightly.

Don Reed pursed his lips and said, “Come upstairs.” When he got to the study, Don Reed sat behind the desk. His face was cold and solemn.

“I’ve made myself very clear on the phone.”

“I don’t agree with it.” Wyatt was straightforward. Don Reed’s face was glum and ugly. “If it wasn’t for the Morgan family who’s backing Ivy, I wouldn’t have agreed for you to get back together with her.

You almost lost your life for her, yet she’s still indifferent towards you....