The Billionaire's Regret

Chapter 92

Ivy raised her brows as she held the invitation. She had no idea why Wyatt had been so gracious in informing her of this opportunity. “Please book a flight for me...” Ivy addressed Greg. “Ken said Mr. Reed had already reserved it. All you have to do is get on a plane.” Ivy was rendered speechless. ‘What does Wyatt Reed desire? He’s being overly nice, and it’s alarming!’ After some time, she accepted the invitation and went to Cooper. “Big Brother, that jerk Wyatt Reed invited me. I’m going to look into it.” Cooper was initially taken aback when he saw the invitation. He then smiled calmly. “I had planned to take you there in a few years. People won’t think too highly of you because you’re still young and lack seniority, but it’s fine if you want me to see what it’s all about.” Ivy smiled as she looked at him. “Are you going as well?” Cooper pulled out a thick stack of invitations from the drawer. They were all founding members of the business conference in Greece. “I’ve never been there before. I’m not going to bother dealing with them.” Ivy sucked silently. Cooper’s proclivity to brag without being noticed never let her down. After two days. Ivy showed up quietly, carrying a small tiger and wearing an Italian cashmere shawl from Malo. Simba was tightly wrapped in the cloak, but it poked its head out from time to time to see what was going on. Ivy would not have needed to do this if she hadn’t been afraid of causing a commotion. “If you’re a good boy, I’ll let you out to play when we get to Greece.” There was no one in the business class seat next to her on the plane. Ivy came to a halt when she received an unknown text message. Ms. Ivy, due to an emergency, Mr. Reed’s flight has been rescheduled for 7:00 p.m. When you arrive in Greece, someone will be waiting for you. —Ken. Ivy snorted coldly and frowned. ‘Awesome! How torturous would it be to remain on the same flight?’ This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

The little tiger in Ivy’s arms had already drawn a lot of attention along the way, and Ivy had explained several times that it was an AI robot. According to how they rehearsed, Simba even played along with her. It obediently lay in Ivy’s arms and pretended to be dead. Simba was stiff and motionless, with half of its tongue protruding and its eyes rolled to the back of its head. Ivy rubbed its head as the flight attendant walked away calmly. “It’s all right now, Simba. You were just pretending to be a cat.” The plane took off smoothly, Ivy read some documents for a while, and she was about to fall asleep when she heard a loud explosion. The plane as a whole began to shake forcibly. Ivy was startled awake, only to feel the plane experience violent turbulence as if it had gone out of control! The people in the area began yelling and crying for help. The flight crew’s instructions and sobs started at the same time. Nobody wanted to listen. Ivy’s face turned pale as she hugged Simba. She could only see gray clouds outside the window, accompanied by lightning and thunder. It was strange and frightening! She would not have come if she had known what would happen! Simba fought his way out. Its pupils shifted, and its infrared rays swept toward the cockpit. The AI system returned to normal operation in a matter of seconds. Simba’s tone was solemn. “Mama, the plane’s engine has been irreparably damaged. Our altitude has now risen to 5,000 feet. Our current coordinates are 100°N and 80°E. The plane’s braking system will prevent it from landing at the airport. There is a strong probability of a crash.” Ivy’s face blanched. “What should we do?” Her ears were filled with the desperate cries of everyone. Ivy trembled, clutching the armrest. Her expression was dull. Ivy never imagined that she would die in this manner, despite her numerous experiences. In comparison, all of her previous experiences seemed trivial and insignificant. “Mama put on the life jacket and oxygen mask. For one minute, the plane will continue to lose control. Prepare to jump. Your chances of survival are 50% —”

“Are you joking with me?!” Ivy’s face was pale as she meticulously followed Simba’s instructions. Despite her trembling hands, she never stopped. “Fifty seconds left… Forty seconds…” Reed Corporation. Wyatt emerged from the conference room as it was getting close to dusk. The sun, set at an angle on the branches of the treetops outside the office, as it had done on countless other evenings. He still had a flight to catch. Wyatt untied his tie and was about to ask Ken to bring all the signed documents when he noticed the man rush in from outside. He had a pale, panicked expression on his face. Ken had been Wyatt’s assistant for many years, but he had always been calm and dignified, never losing his cool like this. “P-President…” Wyatt raised an eyebrow. As he waited for Ken to continue, his face drooped slightly. “I received word an hour ago that Ms. Morgan’s plane had crashed. After extensive searching and verification, it was determined that... there were no survivors.” Ken’s voice dwindled, and his lips became the thinnest as he spoke the final four words. A massive window wall stood behind Wyatt. The sunset was drawing the shadow of his tall and slender figure at a glance. The temperature in the office was like an ice cellar at the time, cold and gloomy. Wyatt’s face stiffened and darkened gradually, and a massive storm erupted in his deep eyes. “What exactly did you say?” His voice had become hoarse and icy, and bloodshot eyes. He must have misunderstood! Ken didn’t dare to repeat it. His eyes had also turned red. “It’s true. Ms. Morgan’s name was added to the list of victims. Chairman Leo had just returned from Philmont and was hospitalized for excessive grief when the Morgan family received the news.” After he finished speaking, the office was deafeningly quiet. A dense chill and a deep sadness permeated the environment and blanketed it.

Wyatt stood there stiffly. His eyes fixed on Ken. He’d never felt this way before. His heart felt like it was being stabbed with a blunt instrument and wrapped in barbed thorns dripping with blood. He couldn’t speak because it hurt so much. He was only numb and trembling uncontrollably. His body shook like it was drenched in ice water at that moment as if his soul had left his body. As the blood drained from his body, his face turned pale. He dragged his hand recklessly across the table in grief and anger, sweeping everything to the floor. “I don’t believe it! She can’t be gone! How could she die?” he yelled, gnashing his teeth. Ivy was a person who reveled in life! She was upbeat. She was bright and enthusiastic. She was lovely and generous. Her face always reflected her happiness. Even when Dolly got someone to kidnap her, she didn’t even look down at the time. She had been looking at him with anticipation and tenderness for three years. She lived so freely after the divorce. She stood on a stage playing the violin, negotiated at the business table, openly smoked, and despised him. It was as if the scene had left an indelible imprint on his mind. She was already an intricate part of his world before he knew it, embedded down to the marrow of his bones and unable to be removed! He hadn’t yet asked for her forgiveness. He couldn’t imagine his life without her in the future. He almost lost his voice as his handsome and perfect face collapsed with dense sorrow. When Ken saw Wyatt in that condition, he couldn’t help but cry. The plane crash made headlines across the country, and Delta Airlines finally came forward to explain what caused the crash. The aircraft did not respond in time when crossing a thunderstorm due to improper operation of the aircraft’s internal operating system, resulting in the accident. The plane did not have time to send out a distress signal before crashing into the sea, and it was never seen or heard from again. The plane crashed into the deep sea, and search, and rescue aircraft found no signs of life while sweeping the sea’s surface. No one called for assistance either. Everyone lamented and wept over the unfortunate accident for almost the entire afternoon. It was difficult to imagine how desperate the flight’s passengers must have felt when they crashed

without even the chance to say goodbye. Ivy was the lovable CEO of Morgan Corporation, who dominated trending topics for a long time, so her death was difficult to ignore. It almost brought the network to a halt in this regard. Cooper, Ryan, and Sebastian, the three Morgan brothers, took to the internet on a rare occasion to say the same thing. They all made the same remark. It was only four words: “Waiting for good news.”