Just as Kevin finally sent the address, Catherine glanced at it and quickly left with her bag. Soon, on the eve of the banquet, Ivy received a message from the steward of Sunrise Manor, saying that all the procedures for the house had been completed, and it came with three parking spaces. Fully furnished, equipped with everything, almost equivalent to moving in with just a bag. After hanging up the phone, Ivy looked at Shawn in front of her. As the banquet approached, everything was ready. Everyone had finished their work, and things were relatively relaxed, so people were drinking afternoon tea and chatting. Lilith and Jasson were still arguing about the gender of their child. Uncle Jim and Luke were sitting on the side exchanging experiences. Other maids were scattered in different corners, enjoying some snacks. Only two people were still busy working. Two robotic figures, each with a computer, stared at the screen with furrowed brows, occasionally tapping the enter key or mouse--a scene of intense concentration. Ivy's gaze vaguely wandered between Dom and Shawn before finally settling on Shawn. "My brother is the top figure at H Capital, being busy is normal for him. But you're just an advisor to Cato Alter. Why are you as busy as an emperor?" Ivy teased. At these words, Shawn's hands paused, his body stiffened, and his face froze. For a moment, he didn't know how to respond. Dom, on the side, closed his computer. "Indeed, Cato is truly useless." Shawn: "..." Ivy's cold eyes swept over and retorted on behalf of Shawn, "True, after all, Mr. Alter shuttles through the flowers all day. Besides work, he has to deal with various flatterers. Unlike my brother, who is devoted to work, has no social life, and no girls. Besides work, he doesn't know what else to do..." "I..." Dom abruptly straightened up, even a fool could tell that Ivy was hitting a sore spot. "I also have entertainment activities, okay?" "Really?" Andy mocked him on the side, "Then why do you carry your computer every day...?" "Grandpa..." Ivy cut in, putting an end to the teasing, "The formalities for the Sunrise Manor are done. I want to go and see. I'll come back for dinner later."Hearing that it was related to the Sunrise Manor, Emma put down the tea cup in her hand and was about to go together, "I'll go too." "No need, Mom. I'll take a video for you to see later. Let Shawn accompany me. Just going to check if there's anything that needs repair." Seeing that Shawn would accompany her, Emma agreed. "Then I'll go too." Luke stood up to push Shawn's wheelchair but was stopped by Ivy. "No need, Shawn and I will go alone." She grabbed the wheelchair's armrest and whispered, "It's convenient. There are some things I want to talk to him about." As soon as these words were spoken, the entire family was stunned. They sensed that something not so good was about to happen. With this in mind, Dom stood up, patted Shawn's shoulder heavily, nervously saying, "Good fortune and misfortune are unpredictable. May you have good fortune and avoid misfortune. Best of luck." Shawn followed Ivy to the Sunrise Manor, feeling uneasy and anxious. Yes, it was uneasy and anxious. Throughout the journey, Ivy talked and laughed with him, asking questions and providing answers. There seemed to be nothing strange or unusual, and there was no sign of her anger. That calmness made him always feel like it was the prelude to a storm. "Mr. Tate, Mrs. Tate, please take a look and see if there's anything inappropriate. We can make repairs here if needed." Ivy carefully observed the equipment in the house. After a long time, she asked, "Just now, when I passed by, I noticed that one household had their door open. I observed inside and found that their decoration is relatively simple, without so many high-end devices. Are you being too generous, giving such good benefits to the winners?" The manager hesitated for a moment after a slight shock, then smiled and replied, "Of course, since it's a lottery, we must provide the highest standard of treatment." Ivy smiled without saying anything. Walking to the French window, gazing at the distant sea view, it was grand and magnificent. The crashing waves gave a sense of vastness and splendor. "Is this property under DT Investment?" she asked the manager."Yes, we are the real estate group under DT Investment." Ivy nodded, then looked at Shawn. "Shawn, don't tell me this is also deliberately arranged by Cato Alter? He's so thoughtful for you; it's hard for me not to suspect your relationship." If at this point Shawn still didn't understand the meaning behind Ivy's words, then he might as well have lived in vain. "Mr. Cato Alter has always..." The manager looked at Shawn. "You can go down." Shawn waved to let the manager leave. The manager's face turned pale, nodded, and quickly left. As the door closed, Ivy walked to the fridge, took out two bottles of soda, handed one to Shawn, and opened the other with a sharp sound, venting her dissatisfaction. Taking a sip, she observed everything in the house and said in a low voice, "I remember this double-door fridge is not available in the market. This brand is custom-made for specific individuals. I assume, Mr. Cato Alter, you requested Assistant Luke to arrange this as well?" The truth revealed, Shawn's eyes were deep, but he remained silent. He had imagined numerous scenarios after Ivy learned the truth--imagined her running away during the banquet, imagined her asking for a divorce, and even imagined her hitting him. However, he never imagined her calmly unveiling his identity like this. Well, her thoughts had always been profound and intricate. This way was the most dignified. "Mr. Cato Alter, look, the furniture here, the bed, curtains, washing machine, every decoration in the kitchen, every piece of furniture, everything is meticulously designed. Is this the style you like?" Shawn's breath hitched; he would prefer it if Ivy had just slapped him. Her calm and profound demeanor was truly terrifying. "When did you find out?" He asked, and to his surprise, he found his voice strangely hoarse. "A few days ago." Ivy's calm and steady reply, she ran her fingers through her hair, eyebrows lightly furrowed. "But, of course, I should have discovered it a long time ago." ***