His Eagle Eyes on Me

Lucas' face was still flushed from the alcohol. "What did you think would happen between us?" He paused and glanced at Ivy. "Where's Caspian?"

"He's probably sleeping in your office. Your face is quite red. Do you want to go home and rest?" Ivy asked.

"I'm not drunk," Lucas retorted.

"I can drive you home, you know! I drove Caspian's car today, and I realized I'm not too bad at driving." Ivy followed behind him as he walked on. "Where's Ms. Feake? Did you drop her off at the hotel?" she asked as they entered the office.

"No, we just chatted briefly and went our separate ways," Lucas replied.

"What did you talk about? I feel like Ms. Feake has a thing for you. Did she confess her feelings or do something to you?" Ivy inquired.

"You seem to know everything. Are you assuming that or did she tell you about it?" Lucas asked.

"It's just a guess! Her behavior was quite obvious." Ivy followed Lucas into the office. "What did you two actually talk about?"

Lucas frowned. "Are you aware that you are just an employee? You dare pry into your boss' private matters?"

Ivy blinked innocently. "I just wanted to see if this collaboration has a chance of success! If it does, I'll feel better about accepting my salary."

"Even if the collaboration were to fail, I could still afford to pay you," Lucas said, taking a seat behind his desk.

"Why isn't Caspian in your office?" Ivy, noticing Caspian's absence, sat down in the chair opposite Lucas and picked the form up from the desk.

"He isn't in the habit of taking lunch breaks. He's probably off smoking and playing games somewhere," Lucas replied, snatching the document back from Ivy and giving it another look.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

"Mr. Woods, how about I fill it out for you?" Ivy took a pen from the holder on the desk. "You don't seem so keen on this investment anyway. I'll help you complete it."

As Lucas truly did not want to fill the form, he handed it to Ivy. "Are you planning on just making things up?"

"I'll write what I know is true and make things up for what I don't."

Lucas sighed.

Since he did not object, Ivy began filling out the form. After a while, she looked up and asked, "Mr. Woods, you haven't been in a romantic relationship for the past three years, have you?"

"Didn't you say you were making things up?"

"I'm just curious! If you don't tell me, I'll ask your mother the next time I visit her at the hospital," Ivy threatened.

"Why do you assume that my mother knows anything about my personal life?"

Ivy shrugged. "... Don't you tell her everything?"

Lucas retorted, "Do you tell your mother everything?"

"Of course." lyy refused to let him change the subject and continued, "So did you date in college? Even if you did, you must have broken the relationship off by now, right?. Caspian said that you are currently single."

Lucas scowled.

"Why don't I tell you about myself, and you answer the question after I'm done?" Ivy said. "I've never dated, and I feel like you are the same because you are so shy." "How am I shy?"

"You are shy in practically every possible way. Men who have dated are slicker than you are! I will just write that you've never dated."

Ivy filled the form swiftly and soon

had it completed. She handed it to Lucas. "Take a photo of this, and send it to Ms. Feake. There's no point in refusing the investment! It's easy money! Once you get the money, you can hire a few more people so that you can relax for a bit."