A Graduation Gift novel Chapter 392

Ivy stared at Lionel, undaunted.

Her target was not Lionel, she needn't care about offending his sensitivities.

"You'd better keep your mouth shut about this. Don't say a word about it to another soul!" hissed Lionel.

He gritted his teeth in warning. But, there was a discernable trace of panic in his eyes.

"It's not a big secret at all. Even if I am not the one to divulge it, someone else will certainly let it out. You may have had the ability to conceal it for a year or two. But do you think you can conceal it for a lifetime?" Ivy's voice rang out cruelly.

Looking at Lionel's flurried appearance satisfied Ivy's sadism. 'Lionel, remember how ruthless you were in your hurry to kick me out? I think it's a little too late to act coy, no?'

"I don't care about how other people will find out. All in all, don't be the one to spill it out. Remember, just keep your mouth shut."

Lionel's words were a warning. Ivy, however, was untouched. She just smiled with disdain.

"Ok, but you have to help me with one thing, Lionel."

Ivy's eyes gleamed momentarily. She might as well use Lionel since he needed her help anyway.

"What is it?"

Lionel looked nervous, he did not know what this cunning woman wanted.

"The Tang Group has imprisoned my brother Joel for plagiarism. Now I want you to help me set him free."

Ivy sedately cocked her chin at Lionel. Now that Rufus was no longer in the Tang group. It would not be difficult for Lionel to release Joel.

Lionel was a little stunned. Suddenly a thought crossed his mind and he looked at Ivy in surprise.

"Is he your brother? What else has he done for you before?"

Ivy had never mentioned this before, so Lionel was quite shocked.

"Nothing! Didn't I just put him in Tang Group to help you? Will you help me to release him or not?" asked Ivy.

She didn't want to entertain any further questions from Lionel. After all, Joel had damaged the reputation of the Tang group.

Lionel thought for a while. His mind raced, trying to figure out if Ivy still had some ammo against him. If he refused her, she would certainly use that against him. It seemed that all she wanted was to get Joel out and that was not difficult for him to do.

"Okay, I will help you with your brother. But you should remember to keep your mouth shut and not leak out any information to anyone! You hear me?"

Lionel appeared to have made up his mind. He stared at Ivy.

"Okay, I won't,"

Ivy promised nonchalantly. But in her mind, she cheekily thought, 'Well, it won't be my fault if others find out...' And a smile played on her lips.

Under the dim lights, Lionel's eyebrows squinted at the woman who sat before him. She was no longer the innocent girl who he had loved very much. Now, she had become a sophisticated deviant.

What all could a person do in his or her manic pursuit of more power and endless money? Would he or she be called a devil or an angel?

It was late by the time Edith returned from recording the program. The moment she entered the door, Cassandra greeted her and removed her shoes for her. She had been quite worried.

"Mom, why do you come back so late? Nowadays you return much later than I do. Are you tired?" asked Cassandra.

Edith looked a little worn out. Cassandra couldn't stand it anymore.

"I'm okay... Ah? You seem to have recovered your voice perfectly!"

Edith looked at Cassandra with surprise. Cassandra's voice indeed sounded normal.

Cassandra covered her throat, which was completely recovered today.

"You see, credit goes to Clark. He helps you with the doctor and brings you the honey and everything you need. You should really cherish him since he is so good to you."

Edith immediately seized the opportunity to praise Clark. Cassandra immediately felt a buzz in her head.

After she stopped eating the honey that Clark brought to her, her throat just began to recover. But Edith could find no fault with him.

Cassandra realized that it was only because of Edith that she became close to Clark. If it were not for her and her condition, she would never have agreed to Clark to live here in his house.

"Mom, I think we should relocate. It's not good to live here."

She really did not want Clark to manipulate her through Edith.

Edith became very sensitive at Cassandra words.

"No, I find it's very comfortable here!"