As the elevator doors closed, Ivy and Lilith both sighed in relief, then shared a smile. "This place is so eerie, it's terrifying." After getting into the car, Lilith stroked her pregnant belly, looking scared. "Ivy, I was genuinely worried the negative energy over there might affect my baby." Ivy chuckled and then sank into deep concern. "This situation is too mysterious. I'm worried she might do something outrageous." "Don't worry too much." Lilith waved her hand. "She came to the city clearly looking for a man. It's just that she's now fixated on you..." Thinking of this, Lilith's heart chilled, and she fell into panic. "Ivy, don't come here again in the future. I'm really afraid she might devour you completely." "Let me think about what to do first." After pondering for a moment, Ivy decided to hold her ground. Back in City S, Ivy went to the hospital and, together with her family, picked up Andy to bring him home. In a couple of days, the banquet was scheduled. The Livingston family planned to let Andy rest at home for two days and then go to the city on the day of the event. One evening, after the family finished dinner, Ivy pushed Shawn for a walk, taking the opportunity to talk about the situation with Kevin. "I caused such a big disturbance there, but there was no reaction in the city. The media didn't report anything, thanks to your help." Water-like eyes gazed up at him, hoping to see a hint of surprise, but unexpectedly, Shawn remained very composed. "I asked Mr. Alter for help. The media in the city is mostly controlled by DT Investments now. Without our permission, many news stories won't get out." "Deceiver!" Ivy muttered, then asked, "Mr. Alter trusts you so much and is willing to help you. You must have saved the galaxy in your past life to have such a confidant." Shawn remained calm, holding Ivy's hand and softly saying, "Marrying you is saving the galaxy in this life." Unexpectedly, Ivy abruptly pulled her hand back. "Speaking of which, did you have a girlfriend before?" "Why are you suddenly asking this?""Just curious." After a moment of contemplation, Shawn felt that he should honestly confess this matter to her. Otherwise, if his identity was revealed in the future, and there was an unnecessary so-called fiancée, it would be adding insult to injury. "When I was in England, I was indeed entangled by a woman." The hand supporting Shawn's shoulder tightened suddenly, but she forcibly suppressed the nervousness in her heart. "And then?" "She claimed to be my fiancée to the whole world for several years. I appreciated her liking me, but I never loved her, and I even grew tired of her almost obsessive love. So, later on, we became enemies, and I repeatedly sent her to a mental hospital." At that moment, Ivy had already sat on the stone bench opposite Shawn, gazing at his expression. She hoped to detect any signs of lying in his demeanor. But there were none. When he talked about Catherine, the man seemed utterly natural. "I see such sincerity on your face for the first time," Ivy whispered, urging him to continue. Shawn said, "After I returned to the city, it finally ended. But reportedly, she still hasn't given up on me and seems to be looking for me everywhere." "Aren't you afraid?" "Not afraid." The man shrugged, as if he hadn't expected Ivy to ask such a question. Well, he had bodyguards around him, so why should he be afraid? After Ivy guessed Shawn's identity, she started to keenly notice some suspicious individuals in the crowd, which she usually didn't pay much attention to. Initially, she was on guard, but later, when she realized they were Shawn's bodyguards, she ignored them. Her small hand touched Shawn's handsome face, and Ivy murmured, "You're making a scene even in a wheelchair, attracting girls to be infatuated with you. It seems that when you stand up, countless women will be flocking to you. At that time, will you divorce me?" The words had just left her mouth when Shawn covered her mouth with his hand, and she was met with a displeased look from the man. "I don't like hearing you talk about divorce."Her eyes softened, and Ivy smiled faintly. "In a lifetime, emotions may disperse unexpectedly. Our marriage was rushed, and feelings are unstable. It's quite normal to divorce someday for certain reasons. Don't blame anyone." Shawn fell silent. He turned his head to look ahead, and the night breeze gently lifted the strands of hair on his forehead. It was refreshing, but it couldn't dispel the heaviness and anger in his heart. Shawn tightly gripped the wheelchair's armrests, forcing himself not to say harsh words to Ivy. He really didn't like Ivy talking about divorce! Because when she said it, he always felt that one day, it might come true. For now, it was just her forewarning and caution. ‘Ivy, do you know about my identity?’ Thinking of this, Shawn looked back at her. But Ivy didn't give him a chance to speculate about her thoughts. She reached out to brush away the strands of hair from his forehead and then smiled, saying, "Let's go back." She didn't give Shawn a chance to speak. Rising, she pushed him back. As for the preparations for Andy's recovery banquet and the establishment of the H Capital Brain Tumor Recovery Foundation, Emma was actively organizing everything. Occasionally, Ivy would bring Lilith to help. Watching her mother become more and more passionate and intoxicated, Ivy couldn't help but feel emotional. "Have you found Harry?" Lilith asked her. Ivy shook her head, but her heart skipped a beat. Right, she hadn't found Harry. In these days, the impact she received was so great that she had forgotten about this potential criminal. "Ivy, if you can take precautions as much as possible, you should. He's now ruined, a time bomb. If he causes trouble in the middle, the consequences would be unimaginable." Lilith continued munching on snacks while reminding them. Jasson, putting down the documents he was holding, looked disgusted. "Can you stop eating junk food? You'll make my daughter ugly!" "What daughter?" Lilith raised her eyebrows, pointing to her belly. "This is definitely a son! A son I can dress up cool and take out to be mighty!"Jasson couldn't stand it, immediately jumped down, and scolded, “It's a daughter! I'll dress her up like a little princess and have the best ballerina come to my house to teach her dance!” "It's a daughter!" "It's a son!" "It's a daughter!" "Jasson, I'm going to kill you!" Unable to win the argument, Lilith reached out with her nails painted in red and grabbed Jasson's neck. He wanted to resist, but Lilith stared at him. "Do you dare to bully a pregnant woman? Do you dare to murder your own child?" After saying that, she leaned her belly toward him. Ivy watched the two playfully bantering in front of her, her lips curled, and she turned away. Lilith was right; she had to be on guard against Harry. Just as she saw Dom approaching from a distance, she walked up to him. "I have something to tell you." At that moment, Dom was listening to his secretary's work report while walking. When he heard Ivy, he waved his hand, signaling the secretary to step aside. "What's the matter?" Ivy frowned. "Harry has escaped. I don't know whose hands he's in. To prevent him from causing trouble at the banquet or doing something disgusting, can you..." "Don't worry; I've already arranged it." Dom interrupted her. "The security at the banquet will go through a strict examination. They must recognize Harry in various disguises to ensure he won't escape. Also, I know where Harry is." ***