If Ivy hadn’t been driving, she would’ve grabbed the file and gone through it again on the spot.

Braving the wind and snow, Ivy brought the car to the agreed-upon restaurant.

Dinner had been pre-ordered, so when Ivy and Elena arrived early, they asked the waiter to start serving the food.

“Eat up. You’ll need the energy to argue later.”

The restaurant’s private rooms were highly discreet, and Ivy, ever calm, served Elena several ...