A Graduation Gift

Ivy held on desperately to Clark. As of that moment, she deemed that playing pitiful was her best option as she stalled for time and frantically thought of a way out and to clear her name.

Her thoughts were halted with what Clark said next. "Ivy, if you really want to prove your loyalty, then there is one thing you can do."

His words were like an oasis. Finally, there was something she could do.

"What is it, Clark? I swear I'll do anything for you," she said, raising her head to him.

There was a hopeful light gleaming in her eyes.

"Tang Group's bid proposal,"

Clark uttered, drawing out the syllables slowly, as if savoring them. Ivy paled at his words.

The bid proposal!

That meant she would have to steal it.

Her heart raced wildly in her chest as her mind swirled in a whirlpool of thoughts.

Her arms hung stiffly around Clark, then as if on instinct, she retreated one step back from him.

Clark was quick to pick up her hesitation. Sighing, he spoke with a self-mocking look on his face, "I'm sorry. You're right. It's stupid. There's no way you would agree to do such a thing. It would be too dangerous."

His eyes never left her as he observed her face for any sign of reaction.

He was right. What he was asking of her was too dangerous. If she made even one single mistake and got caught, she would end up in prison. She looked at Clark, who was looking exhausted. If she didn't do it, he would not be taking her back, and all her hard work from before would have been all for nothing.

Clark raised a hand to his forehead, putting on an air of tiredness, as if he was clearing his thoughts.

"You should go now. I need to think about things. I'm too tired."

After weighing her options, Ivy had come to a conclusion.

"I'll do it," she said.

Resolve was written on her face. 'If it's just stealing the bid proposal, I won't have to do it myself. There are plenty of others who will do the job for the right price, ' she thought, already forming her plans.

'As long as I can get it for him, then everything's going to be alright. I can win him back with this, and he would not doubt me anymore.'

Looking into Clark's eyes, she could almost see the future she wanted. She was so close. If she could marry him, then she wouldn't have to worry about anything in her life ever again.

Clark seemed to be surprised at her answer, but his expression soon turned into doubt.

"Ivy, this is really dangerous, and not to mention…unethical. Should we just give it up?"

guilty, but his hesitation only served

taking his hand in hers. "Clark, I will

his eyes as she made her

walked out of the room.

left for Tang Group. If they lost

The project alone was big enough

him endless satisfaction. He could almost taste his victory. He reveled as images of hopeless faces of the Tangs—Lionel, Horace, and Rufus,

and stupid woman, but she could be useful—a handy tool and a loyal puppet. He was right to keep her at his disposal.

window, her back to him. With a sinister smile on his

"What are you doing?"

Crossing her legs, she sank down on the cushions with all the haughtiness of a

You'll be graciously compensated.

her with an arrogant face. She knew this gangster well—he was clever and had his

"Wow! Now we're talking."

went to the back of the couch and rubbed her

a lot of money, but it wouldn't be an easy task. Of course, it goes to say that

flirtation. All she was

"What is it?"

after what had happened between them in the garden last time, Ivy wanted him to please her again. But as it turned out, she needed

bid proposal, and I want you to steal

visibly shocked at her words.

This is against the

of unthinkable deeds, but he had always treaded the line of his job carefully. The Tang group was a

himself in jail.

round easily, you know," Ivy said simply, reaching for a bag under the table and

job done, I'll give you another 400, 000. You can make your decision now," she said. Noticing his hesitation, she added, "If you don't want it, I can always find someone

knew he wouldn't be able to resist the offer, but even if he did, she would just have to find another

glint, and he sprang to the bag and grabbed it

stacks of paper bills. The scent rose in the air and he inhaled it like a man deprived

the full 500, 000—the money would last him a long time, even with his lavish lifestyle. There was no question

a greedy expression. A smug smile curled on her lips. It had been all too

crimes that could easily be swept under the rug. But

excitedly about the money when a thought struck

do this? He is

do this, wouldn't it be easier?

can just ask

off quickly, not letting him

"Do not tell Joel!"

her face was now replaced with sternness.

we work together, it would be so much

things up, and this was no small job.