"Ivy, where did your mind wander off to?"

Noticing Ivy's distraction, Selina tapped her hand.

Ivy snapped back to reality and tidied her hair.

“I've been pondering what you mentioned. Do you mean I should try to have sex with him tonight?"

Selina rolled her eyes and said, “Exactly! Ivy, love can grow over time. You can let him be responsible for you first, and then you two can gradually build your relationship. You are so stunning that Lyndon will soon be smitten with you."

Ivy couldn't argue with her reasoning.

This idea had crossed her mind, but she never found the opportunity.

Once again, Selina's persuasion was tempting to her.

“But he consistently pays me no attention. How can I have sex with him?" Ivy voiced her concern.

Selina remained quiet before asking, “Are you comfortable if the crowd sees the whole process?"

Ivy was taken aback, "You mean being observed the whole time? That's.

Being a prominent member of Skrix's social elite, the idea of doing something like that in public was too humiliating.

Selina gripped her hand and said, “Ivy, only by being seen together tonight can you pressure Lyndon into marriage. Considering that both your families are respected, if he touches you in public, the parents from both sides would likely force him into marriage to save face.

But if we don't stir things up a bit, I'm concerned that Lyndon won't be willing to compromise."

Selina had a plan to get back at Lyndon. After all, he had embarrassed her, so why not?

Furthermore, if Lyndon married Ivy, Ivy would be deeply thankful to her.

In return, Ivy would willingly follow her lead in the future.

This way, she could gain a valuable companion among the upper-class circles.

"Alright, I'll go along with your plan."

Ivy, convinced by Selina, inquired, "So, Selina, what's the plan now?"