CHAPTER 867: CHAPTER 541: LUNCH WITH THE IN-LAWS

"What kind of bullshit boss do you think you are, only as arrogant as you are because you’re married to Henry Sullivan," Robert Weston said coldly, thinking he’d managed to provoke Ivy Miller.

But he was really wrong, because Ivy Miller always took pride in it.

Ivy Miller laughed, "You’re right. A woman marrying the right man is like heaven, but marrying the wrong one is like hell.

Right now, I’m in heaven. My husband gives me everything I want in life and happiness.

Even when I ask for something excessive, he never refuses.

That’s what I consider the most beautiful and fitting marriage.

Do you think saying a few nasty words will provoke me?

You’re overthinking things too much.

I’m still the same Ivy Miller from two years ago, who didn’t understand interpersonal nuances.

No one can force me to change my decisions for what I choose to do.

So you might as well give up on this collaboration, as long as I’m with the company, you have no chance.

After saying this, Ivy Miller turned to leave, which made Robert Weston anxious, "Do you still like me?"

That question made Ivy Miller’s legs shake, like him? This man must be seriously unwell.

Turning back, she crossed her arms and looked at him, "Bro, hospitals are great places, let’s cure what’s ailing us, instead of daydreaming here, alright?

My husband is tall, good-looking, wealthy, and most importantly, he loves me and doesn’t cheat.

You can’t hold a candle to him.

I’m utterly devoted to my husband now, and you dare to say I like you?

Honestly, I won’t say anything too harsh, but doesn’t it make you sick to even suggest it?

To be honest, back in school, it’s not like I really liked you that much anyway.

I couldn’t understand back then why, unlike others who would easily open a hotel room for such things, I kept my boundaries.

It was only after I met my husband that I realized subconsciously I didn’t like you.

If you don’t like someone, why would you let them touch you?"

Ivy Miller finished speaking, raising her chin proudly, "Someone like you, always self-assured thinking all women fancy you.

But, sorry, this time I’m definitely going to let you down.

The name Robert Weston signifies only one thing in my life now: scumbag."

"Fine, Ivy Miller, just you wait, don’t come to regret this, hmph."

Robert Weston then arrogantly left first, though he was the one who dragged her into this.

Ivy Miller genuinely felt, this guy had issues.

But she left him be since she couldn’t be bothered with him.

After returning to her office, she called Henry Sullivan with a relieved heart.

After briefly explaining what happened today, she coquettishly said, "Uncle, you’re truly my savior.

You should’ve seen the look on that sister of yours at the time, it was beyond unpleasant, and the more I think about it now, the more hilarious it becomes."

"What sister, don’t console me with titles," Henry helplessly responded, "I find there isn’t anything you wouldn’t say."

Ivy Miller laughed mischievously, "What’s there to be afraid of, it’s just the two of us, husband and wife having a chat, no need to fuss.

You understand what I say, and I get what you mean, and that’s enough."

"Honestly, I was quite good at reasoning when I was in the army, but when it comes to you, I don’t seem to have anything to say.

How do you manage to make those catchy lines sound so reasonable? I’ve got to hand it to you."

Ivy Miller couldn’t help but giggle, "Uncle, seriously though, just now when I was heading downstairs, Mom spoke to me in such a gentle tone.

I still feel a shiver in my heart, it just doesn’t match her usual style."

"No need to bother with my mom’s tone, she’s probably resigned since you successfully completed this task.

But it’s a good thing. It proves your ability; the next time she wants to give you a hard time, she’d better remember how much value you bring to the company as a great contributor."

Ivy Miller’s expression was very cheerful. In truth, she wasn’t that useful, but Uncle’s flattery hit the mark.

By the time lunch rolled around, she initially planned to head to the cafeteria, but then her father-in-law called inviting her for lunch.

Being invited by an elder, she couldn’t refuse.

Only when she came downstairs did she see that her mother-in-law was with her father-in-law.

Seeing them both, Ivy Miller jogged over, "Dad, Mom, why are you here so early?"

"Nothing much, let’s go, get in the car, we’re going for lunch."

Ivy Miller got in the front passenger seat, with her in-laws in the back, and the three remained silent as the driver began driving.

Arriving at the hotel her father-in-law booked, Ivy Miller went in and poured tea for both.

Damian Sullivan said, "Ivy, I heard you’ve done a huge favor for the company lately."

Ivy Miller blushed, "It’s nothing, dad."

Turns out they invited her for lunch just for this; people really do need value.

"Why not take credit? Mom made a special trip to my office this morning to talk about you.

She said since you’ve made contributions to the company and are our daughter-in-law, as your father-in-law, I should express something.

I thought about it; since Henry can buy you anything, I decided to invite you out for a meal.

Don’t think of me as a stingy father-in-law."

Ivy Miller grinned, shaking her head, "Of course not, Dad, Mom, we’re family, no need to stand on ceremony.

Everything I do is for the family, so there’s no need for recognition; it’s not really any merit."

Indeed, this merit wasn’t hers to claim; it was Uncle’s.

She exchanged pleasantries with Damian for a while yet Nathan Rhodes remained silent, maintaining her imposing demeanor as a formidable mother-in-law.

Ivy Miller thought, if you didn’t want to come, then don’t, but since you’re here, why put up this act?

Is she destined to be frightened by her mother-in-law every day?

Seeing Ivy Miller cautiously glance at Nathan, Damian said to her, "This morning, didn’t you tell me in the office how impressed you were by Ivy?

But now that the daughter-in-law is here, you say nothing. You’re too proud.

Appreciating such a good daughter-in-law is normal; there’s nothing to be embarrassed about."

Nathan gave Damian a glance, "I’m not as talkative as you."

Ivy laughed secretly in her head, her father-in-law certainly failed this time.

And her mother-in-law, doesn’t know when to follow along.

"Ivy, I heard you plan not to follow through after signing the contract on this matter?" Finally, her mother-in-law spoke up.

Ivy Miller nodded, "I’m not familiar with those things, it’s better to let someone skilled handle them."

"Hmm, indeed, this morning Florence came asking if she can handle the follow-up; would you mind if I put her in charge?"