The Billionaire's Regret

Chapter 152

A black luxury van pulled up in front of the convention center’s main entrance. The nanny and the bodyguard presented little Pierce with his gifts in the car. The small prince was cheerful and confident. “Do you want me to accompany you inside?” inquired the nanny. Little Pierce promptly declined. “No, only children require accompaniment!” “Okay.” As he walked into the lobby, the little charmer carried a bouquet of white chrysanthemums and a red velvet jewelry box. The receptionist noticed him and thought he was absolutely adorable! “Whom are you looking for, little guy?” “I’m looking for Pretty Lady,” the little charmer said brightly. Ivy and Wyatt exited the elevator sequentially at that point. They both attended this meeting and thus must maintain a minimal level of etiquette between them. Pierce immediately ran over and hugged Ivy’s legs upon spotting her. “Pretty Lady!” Ivy was taken aback. ‘Is this the same adorable child from yesterday?’ “What brings you here, Pierce?” The little charmer possessed highly long eyelashes and clear blue eyes. As he held out the flowers in his hand, his childish face was a little shy. “This one is for you.” Ivy’s eyelids twitched as she examined a bouquet of white chrysanthemums. She looked surprised at the small child. “Mine?” “I chose these carefully for you, Pretty Lady. I believe that this flower is lovely and is particularly suited to you! Pretty ladies will undoubtedly enjoy it.” Ivy remained silent for a brief moment. ‘Not every pretty girl will like it!’ she reasoned. After all, Ivy had never personally received grief flowers. She appeared to be a little torn. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

However, seeing the little charmer’s expectation-filled eyes. ‘How does a small child know that white chrysanthemums are grief flowers?’ she reasoned. She smiled as she took it away from him. Her tone was gentle. “I appreciate it.” Wyatt’s face twitched slightly as he saw the white chrysanthemums. Wyatt’s perfectly sculpted face contorted slightly as he narrowed his eyes at the boy. He was determined to discard the flowers. ‘What a blight!’ “Who is this small child?” “Pierce is his given name. I met him only yesterday.” “Greetings, old man!” Pierce stated meekly, his face innocent. Wyatt arched his brow. His face sank as he considered, ‘Did he just refer to me as old?! However, why is he addressing Ivy as a pretty lady?’ He lowered his eyes to his watch and inquired, “Shall we go for tea together now that the meeting is over?” “No.” Ivy categorically refused. Wyatt stated, “I have Marco Seely’s schedule.” “All right, let’s go for a cup of tea.” Ivy cast a downward glance at Pierce. “Where is your father?” Pierce shook his head and approached Ivy, taking her hand in his. “I’m accompanying you!” The small child could tell that this elderly gentleman was swooning over his lady! ‘I cannot allow an old man to steal my lady!’ “No.” Wyatt declined. ‘Who brings a strange small child on a date in the first place?’ Pierce snorted coldly at Ivy and pouted. “Pretty Lady, I’d like to drink tea as well.” Ivy came to a halt, feeling as if her heart was about to melt from his adorableness. She simply couldn’t resist his endearing face. “Okay!” Ivy chuckled and drew him forward. Pierce was so delighted that he was skipping the entire distance. ‘Pretty Lady smells incredible!’

He then cast a sly glance at Wyatt and stuck his tongue out to him. “This child is completely unattractive,” Wyatt stated. Ivy gave a cold snort. “How could you possibly insult a child?!” Wyatt became speechless. Pierce cocked his chin arrogantly. He realized he was still holding the red velvet box when he lowered his head. Wyatt shifted the subject just as he was about to give it to Ivy. ‘All right, I’ll hand it over to her later.’ Wyatt chose a cafe that was both serene and exquisite. They took their seats. Pierce sat alongside Ivy and kept a wary eye on Wyatt. Wyatt smiled as he took out a square box. “I purchased it last time in France. It appears to be an excellent fit for you.” Ivy frowned and avoided looking at it. “I’m not interested.” "Open it up and take a look," Wyatt suggested. His gaze was gentle. His side profile appeared to have been outlined with a brush. It was beautiful, powerful, and clear. He also exuded an astonishment and noble aura. Ivy, speechless, opened the box. It was a limited-edition bracelet from a well-known luxury label. This was the only one in the world. It was indeed lovely. It was even more luxurious and refined than the advertisements she had seen. She didn't get to book it in time, and she didn't think Wyatt had gotten his hands on it. Wyatt extended his large hand and poured a cup of tea for her. He raised his brows to look at the little kid next to him and poured him a cup reluctantly. Pierce eagerly leaned in to inspect the bracelet. 'Fortunately, it's not as large as my bracelet!' "You're too petty, old man. How can you be scared of spending money on a girl?" Wyatt raised his brows in silence. Pierce took out his red velvet box with confidence. "This is my gift to you, Pretty Lady." The little charmer then opened the box to reveal a chunky gold bracelet.

There was a brief hush in the air. "Girls like gold, the heavier the better," Pierce explained as he sat next to Ivy. "Did you get it, old man?" As he looked at Wyatt, he had a disdainful expression on his face. Wyatt's mouth corners twitched. “Oh?” Ivy's eyelids fluttered. "Did you buy this?" Although this was not considered expensive for Ivy, it was unquestionably too costly for a child, right? Pierce nodded and smiled as he looked at her. “Of course! I can get you whatever you want. I've got a lot of money!" 'My father also has a lot of money!' Ivy scowled. "I'm not going to accept this. How can kids just hand out gold jewelry like that?" Although it wasn't the prettiest bracelet, it was quite heavy when she held it. Pierce sighed and closed his eyes. "Well, my daddy said it's okay to give this," he said coldly, turning his head to the side. 'So, his father agreed? Is it to thank me for picking up his son the day before?' Ivy let out a sigh of relief. She felt a little heartbroken when she saw the little charmer's unhappy face with his features all scrunched up. "All right, I'll take it." Pierce blinked his brilliant eyes and looked at her with anticipation. “Do you like it?” Ivy remained silent for two seconds before responding, "I like it." Pierce pointed to Wyatt's limited-edition bracelet. “Do you like this?” Ivy remained silent for another two seconds before responding, "No." Pierce smiled cheerfully and approached Ivy. He pointed to his soft, red cheek with his little finger. "Then why don't you kiss me?" Wyatt's gaze from across the table quickly became cold. 'This annoying child is becoming even more so!' Even though this child appeared to be eight or nine years old, anyone who desired his woman was a bad person!

Ivy stared helplessly at the little charmer. 'How come he's so cute?!' She held his little head and kissed him on the cheek, then laughed and gently pinched his little cheek. "All right, I need to talk about business. Please be respectful and sit quietly, okay?" For a brief moment, Pierce, who had just been kissed by his lovely lady, fell into a trance. He smiled and shyly sniffled with his clothes as he looked down. This little charmer was a big fan of blush. Wyatt's eyes were cold as he averted his gaze. In his chest, he was suppressing scowling rage. 'How can I be envious of an eight-year-old?' Ivy pushed the blue velvet box away from Wyatt. “Keep this." Wyatt took a brief pause. His brow furrowed slightly. "Do you dislike it?" 'I saw a flash of amazement in her eyes just now. There was no reason why she shouldn't like it. Why would she refuse this bracelet from her favorite brand if she could accept that eight-year-old ugly bracelet? It is also the world's only limited-edition piece. This is something that not even money can buy.' Ivy pursed her lips. "I won't accept anything from you." That was straightforward enough. Wyatt's brow furrowed slightly. "Your father said we should get along normally, so isn't buying gifts for each other normal?" In a gentle tone, he said. Ivy cast a glance at him. "Are you going to tell me anything about Marco Seely or not? If not, I'll leave." "In a few days, Marco Seely will host a private dinner. Icarus Lewis will also be there," Wyatt said helplessly. Ivy cocked her brow. 'Wow, Icarus Lewis is quite capable of making contact so quickly, huh? It appears that I need to put in more effort!' "How do you know that?" Ivy inquired.