Chapter: 1866
"I've got my life under control. You're busy enough, so don't bother yourself with my affairs!"
With that, he walked off briskly.
Brian felt a pang of regret.
If he didn't assist Lyndon in resolving his marriage, Lyndon would continue to appear in his life, and it would be really annoying!
Outside the hotel building, Ivy scanned the area and finally spotted Tilda in the rear garden.
"Tilda!"
She marched furiously toward Tilda, her high heels clicking with each step.
Tilda pushed her glasses and inquired, “What's going on?"
Ivy raised her hand and slapped Tilda forcefully.
Tilda quickly turned her head, and her glasses were knocked to the ground.
Clenching her hands, Tilda glared at Ivy with icy disdain.
Ivy's breathing was heavy with anger as she yelled, “What are you staring at? Angry, huh? You don't want to see me happy, right? You sabotaged my marriage plans! You bring bad luck wherever you go!"
She enlisted someone to place a camera in the room, intending to reveal the moment she and Lyndon were together after their intimate encounter to everyone.
But just as she was about to take action with Lyndon, there were odd knocks at the door.
She worried that if the situation got out, she wouldn't have the opportunity for intimacy with Lyndon. So, she revealed the kissing scene of her and Lyndon together in advance.
Now she realized that the one knocking on the door was Tilda!
Tilda had eavesdropped on her conversation with Selina but kept quiet, waiting for the perfect moment to ruin her reputation and turn her into a laughingstock among the elite.
She really hated Tilda to the core.
"If you are fond of Lyndon, why not pursue him openly with your charm? Haven't you Learned anything beyond plotting in all your years of education?"
Tilda composed herself and spoke with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.