Luke quickly brought Shawn back to the hospital, coincidentally seeing the Livingston family discussing the venue for the banquet. "I still think the banquet should be held in City A. Going to City A for no reason doesn't seem to fit the theme," Emma said with a serious expression. "Moreover, Grandpa has been through a lot of hardships in the boat and car; it's not good for him." "Oh, what's wrong? I can take a helicopter and be there in a few minutes," Andy didn't care at all. Ever since Dom told him about Shawn's plan, his gossip-loving heart was instantly ignited. In any case, he had to go! At this moment, Dom closed his computer and said, "It's more suitable to have the banquet there. We should advertise H Capital to City A. Everyone there knows about it now, right, Shawn?" "Ah!" At that moment, Shawn was busy hugging Ivy. When he heard Dom mention him, he came back to his senses and smiled at Ivy. "I'll listen to Ivy!" As the words fell, Andy and Dom frowned simultaneously, secretly cursing, "Useless! Traitor!" Shawn's expression remained unchanged, still looking at Ivy with a gentle face. Ivy didn't have a strong sense of business acumen when it came to strategic planning. In her eyes, being together as a family was enough. Thinking about this, she said, "As long as Grandpa is happy." Emma, seeing the agreement of the two most stable people in the family, naturally didn't insist further. "Alright then, I'll go ask the PR department how to promote this." In the early stages of Emma's learning, she had practical ideas but lacked theoretical support. She always consulted the PR department and only felt reassured after getting their confirmation. Andy, seeing her changes, appreciated and felt excited. "Indeed, my daughter. Although you didn't receive formal training when you were young, you have the business acumen in your genes." He gently patted Emma's hand and reassured her, "Don't worry; we and Dom have your back in everything." "Okay." After finalizing the location for the dinner, Shawn took Ivy to the meeting room. Once the door was closed, Shawn held Ivy's hand and said, "Are you feeling upset?"Ivy hesitated, subconsciously pulled back her hand, sensing a fleeting sense of loss in Shawn's eyes. She took a deep breath and said, "No, maybe Grandpa's surgery tired me out." Seeing she wasn't willing to talk, Shawn didn't force her and said, "There's something I need to tell you." "What is it?" Ivy took a deep breath, thinking Shawn was about to reveal his identity, and instantly became nervous. "We found a nurse named Lisa. On the day of your surgery accident three years ago, Lisa was also at City A First Hospital. She revealed that night..." Afraid that Ivy would be upset, Shawn stared at her with a furrowed brow, paused, and said, "That night, you were the lead surgeon, and Kevin was responsible for preparing instruments and drugs, but he arrived at the hospital only an hour before the surgery." Shawn's words brought back the unpleasant memories of three years ago for Ivy. She closed her eyes, remembering Kevin's sweaty face when he rushed into the sterilization room, and the pale face of the child she declared dead. Even though it had been almost four years, it still pained her deeply. "And then?" She forcibly steadied her mind, signaling Shawn to continue. "Before he arrived at the hospital, he was at a hotel, drinking with Lisa... The drink was spiked with an aphrodisiac." Her eyes widened, and Ivy looked at Shawn in shock. "Are you saying..." At this point, she found her throat so dry that she couldn't even speak. That possibility... That dreadful speculation... "After the accident, there was an explosion and fire in the sterilization room and tool room. All the evidence was destroyed." Shawn reached out and caught the almost unsteady Ivy, pulling her into his arms, softly asking, "Are you okay?" Ivy shook her head, feeling a dull pain in her heart. "You suspect that my accident is related to Kevin?" "Not just suspect. It is directly related," Shawn said. "I still need some time to find evidence. That evidence is locked in an office at City A First Hospital, and only Vice President Edwin can open that office. So, I need to formally invite him back to the country." "Grandpa's dinner is the pretext for inviting him back." "Yes. Not only to attend the dinner but also to have Grandpa invite him to be the chairman of the H Capital Charity Foundation. Only this title can bring him back. Once he's back, I will find a way to get the office password, and the truth will be revealed." If Ivy's suspicion about Shawn being Cato was just a speculation before, at this moment, she was certain. Shawn was Cato, and Cato was Shawn. A difficult emotion surged in her heart, and she didn't know how to face the current situation. Maybe she should escape. Maybe she should focus on what's happening now. "I'm telling you all this just hoping you won't dwell on the past. You had no issues in that accident. The problem lies with that hospital, Kevin, Lisa, and Bob Alter." Ivy slowly closed her eyes, turned around, and tightly hugged Shawn. "Thank you for everything you've done for me. I appreciate it," she said in a low voice. "I need to deal with something now." Shawn knew what she was going to do and didn't stop her, simply saying, "I'll have Luke take you." "No need," she refused. "I'll drive myself." "Okay." In the parking lot, after getting into her car, Ivy called Kevin. "Ivy, why are you calling me?" Kevin was very excited, completely oblivious to the imminent danger. "At X Coffee in City A, one hour from now, I'll be waiting for you there." Ivy spoke while driving, and Kevin became even more excited and touched. "Ivy, that's where I confessed to you. You... you remembered me! Ivy, you still love me!" "Less nonsense, see you in an hour," Ivy couldn't be bothered with his foolish behavior and cleanly ended the conversation. She chose that place purely for its convenience; as for any confessions or not, she had long forgotten.Relationships that ended on a sour note were not worth remembering at every place they had been together. However, compared to Ivy's decisiveness, Kevin was clearly less composed. Was it because he heard he was about to marry Tanya, and Ivy realized she still loved him, so she wanted to rekindle their old flame? In the dream of reuniting with Ivy soon, Kevin was ecstatic. He quickly picked up the perfume on the table and sprayed it all over himself, making sure he smelled like the fragrance Ivy liked before satisfactorily adjusting his clothes. Kevin was clearly in a good mood, even starting to dance. In his spacious office, he fantasized about dancing with Ivy in the ballroom, Ivy wearing a wedding dress. The one he was about to marry was Ivy, not Tanya. He was so engrossed in this fantasy that he didn't even notice when his secretary walked in. "President Alter ..." the secretary said. When Kevin came back to his senses, she handed him an iPad. "These are the styles for your wedding attire, all from top designers. Take a look and choose the one you like." This sentence hit Kevin's head like a sledgehammer, instantly waking him from his dream. "Let her choose," he said. After all, Ivy wasn't his marriage partner. No matter how he dressed or how dignified he looked, it was all in vain. "Alright, President Alter, this is the guest list for the wedding." The secretary prepared to show him the list of guests, but Kevin pushed it away irritably. "I have something to do; don't bother me with wedding matters in the future. Let her decide everything herself." Since the person he was marrying was always Tanya's unilateral wish, let her worry about it. With that in mind, Kevin grabbed his phone and left the office. ***