Chapter 06 Who's Been Flirting for These Four Years
"I... I don't understand what you're saying," Ivy blushed and said.
Damn that man, he's so handsome that she couldn't help but blush and her heart race at the sight of him.
"You don't understand, so innocent," Alexander gritted his teeth and let go of her.
"In that case... If there's nothing else, I'll, I'll just leave!" Ivy said and reached for the door handle.
"Don't you dare!" With one pull, Alexander grabbed Ivy's collar too forcefully, tearing it apart and exposing her pristine shoulder.
"Ah, what are you doing?" Ivy cried out and hurriedly covered her exposed shoulder.
A hint of panic flashed across Alexander's face, and he quickly withdrew his hand.
But in an instant, he said coldly, "What are you shouting about? It's not like I've never seen it before."
What? Ivy widened her eyes. Why would Alexander say that? Does he recognize her?
No, she can't let Alexander recognize her. Even if he does, she must never admit it. Otherwise, once Alexander finds out about the existence of the six little girls, he will surely fight for custody of the children.
Intentionally, Ivy said, "Yes, a man like you has seen all kinds of women, is there any part you haven't seen?"
"What are you talking about, women?" Alexander stared at Ivy with icy eyes.
The air turned freezing cold. Ivy couldn't bear this atmosphere, so she adjusted her collar and reached for the door handle again.
"Trying to escape again?" Alexander tightly gripped her wrist. "Confess, who have you been flirting with these four years?"
He recognized her!
Ivy gasped for air and didn't want to admit to what happened four years ago. She purposely shouted loudly, "Are you crazy? You've mistaken me, right? I've never seen you before!"
Mistaken identity? Did he really mistake her?
Alexander released his grip, He felt a bit lost, as if caught in deep memories.
At that moment, Ivy seized the opportunity, quickly opened the door to the private room, and ran out in a hurry.
Emma noticed Ivy clutching her collar and was greatly surprised. So Alexander liked this kind of woman? He liked using forceful methods? He didn't like being approached?
Ethan was even more astonished when he saw Ivy's torn collar. How could his master have changed into this state?
"Stop right there!" Alexander chased after her, taking long strides.
Standing beside Emma, Ivy boldly spoke up, "Why should I stop for you? I need to work, I don't have time for your nonsense!"
Pointing to her torn clothes, she angrily said, "I just bought this outfit, and on the first day I wore it, you ruined it. You have to compensate me!"
"Compensate?" Alexander smirked and pointed at a bottle of wine that the server had just brought. "If you drink it, I'll compensate you for your clothes."
"Mr. Ashford..." Ethan exclaimed in shock. That wine was a precious collection of Alexander's, worth millions of dollars.
Drink the whole bottle? Ivy widened her eyes. She couldn't possibly drink that much alcohol. If she could, then what happened four years ago wouldn't have occurred.
"Sorry, I can't drink!" Ivy firmly refused.
Can't drink? Alexander narrowed his cold gaze. Four years ago, this woman might have been able to, "Not drinking is fine too. Give me a foot massage, and I'll compensate you for your clothes."
A foot massage? Did he think she was a foot therapist? She came here to be a mermaid.
Ivy waved her hand. "Forget it, I don't want you to compensate me for my clothes anymore!"
There's no way she would give this man a foot massage.
"Emma, let's go work," Ivy said, linking her arm with Emma's.
Emma saw Alexander's icy face and didn't dare to take Ivy away. She gently pushed away Ivy's hand and forced a smile. "Your work is here. Mr. Ashford has booked the entire place tonight."
Ah? Ivy regretted deeply. Could it be that she really couldn't escape?
Alexander glanced at the time and asked coldly, "When does the mermaid performance start?"
"Right away, I'll take the mermaid to the changing room now," Emma said, then quickly led Ivy into the dressing room.
Ivy put on the mermaid costume and admired herself in the mirror. She looked really good. If her six little girls at home saw her, they would be ecstatic.
"Emma, can I take a picture of myself?" Ivy couldn't wait to capture her current appearance and show it to her children when she got home.
"After you get out of the water, the photographer will take your picture," Emma said, opening the back door of the dressing room.
The back door led straight to the mermaid pool.
"You'll be performing for two hours with only a 10-minute break in between. Can you handle it?" Emma asked.
"I can," Ivy replied confidently.
Even if she couldn't, she had to. $100 should be enough for her six children's expenses.
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