"I have a nice surprise for you."

Selina reached into her handbag and produced a bottle.

"This spray has a temporary hallucinogenic effect on the mind. I'll set up a meeting for you with Lyndon in the third-floor lounge, and then you'll. .

Ivy nodded along as she absorbed Selina's plan.

“Understood. But how do you have such an item?"

A mischievous glimmer shone in Selina's eyes.

"Consider it a spice for romance. I'm not exactly youthful. I was saving it for when I found someone special. But you can use it now."

Originally, Aldrich had given her the spray, which carried a mild hallucinogenic effect to make experiences more thrilling.

She had slipped it into her bag unintentionally, and now, it proved useful.

“Alright, I'll start setting things up."

Ivy's question was merely out of curiosity. Her thoughts were already racing towards Lyndon.

“Hold on a moment."

Selina halted her.

“Ivy, if you succeed today, Lyndon will have no choice but to relent and marry you. You mustn't tell anyone of my assistance. Given my strained relationship with Rosalynn and Lyndon's disdain for me, I fear his reaction if he learns of my involvement."

She was there for the spectacle, not Lyndon's retaliation.

"Alright," Ivy agreed, then turned to leave.

Selina offered a sly smile before seeking out Kyson, needing him to arrange a meeting with Lyndon.

Meanwhile, a figure in a long dress vanished behind a column, Leaving a chill in the air.

On the other side, Selina approached Kyson.

“Selina, is everything alright?" Kyson inquired, his concern evident.