Novel Name : The Innocent Wife of Scheming President

Chapter 315: The Invisible Competition

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Ivy Aldington said, “Yes, I keep it secret, because I don't like to cause trouble, and I don't want to be

used by others. Mr. Hoyle, do you want me to design a small program and make trouble for the Hoyle

group? ?"

Since knowing that Ivy Aldington was the famous The Head of Dark on the Internet, Olive Steele did

not doubt that he had this ability. The small program in his eyes, for her, must be a complicated project.

Of course, the Hoyle Group's firewall and anti-hacking capabilities would certainly not be weak, but

compared to a professional hacker, it may only be a matter of time. Fortunately, in this world, hackers

with such superpowers were only rare. Otherwise, the world must be messy?

Alan Hoyle smiled, "Mr. Aldington, your joke is very funny. If you want to do this, you don't have to wait

until now."

"It didn't exist before, and it doesn't mean there won't be in the future. Maybe one day I will be boring

and I'll visit the Hoyle Group's internal system and throw a small virus or something. I'm not sure if it

would happen." Ivy Aldington warned.

At this moment, Li Xiaoyun and another waiter came up with food, and the waiter greeted sweetly,

"Boss."

Look at this woman, she must be an admirer, her eyes were full of love.

Li Xiaoyun just nodded slightly, put aside the dishes and said, "The dishes are ready, enjoy it."

"It's is free, let me treat you." Ivy Aldington ordered lightly.

Alan Hoyle didn't say anything refuse, he accepted it calmly, "Thank you, just as you gave us today's

blessing on the first day of our wedding. I will invite you to attend our wedding party later."

Ivy Aldington's turned back froze a little after hearing this sentence, so fast, did he even have the last

chance to fight for?

Dave Chou and Xenia Boswell next to him showed their surprise on their faces. They both turned their

heads to look at Olive Steele, trying to find the answer on her face, but they saw her expression was

calm, and there was no denial. They couldn't help but believe it.

Dave Chou mourned for his good friend.

Xenia Boswell looked at Ivy Aldington who walked away silently. Her back was lonely. Suddenly, there

was a sense of guilt and self-blame in her heart, as well as some inexplicable emotions, as if to break

through her body. She wondered if she hadn't made a deal with Alan Hoyle, would Olive be moved by

him on the day? And Alan Hoyle would never return to Olive Steele's side.

She shouldn't do that, thinking that she had identified him in this life.

At that time, she just thought that Olive should get the happiness she deserved. Of course, her

selfishness cannot be ruled out. If Olive Steele was with Alan Hoyle, she would have the opportunity to

get close to Ivy Aldington, but she didn't expect that no matter how hard she tried to please him, she

couldn't get close to Ivy's heart. He even understood what she was thinking and cruelly told her that he

only treated her as a younger sister.

A younger sister, from then on, defined her place in his heart. She hated, but she can't blame Olive

Steele.

She wanted to be drunk in the bar, but when she woke up she found that she was lying on a strange

bed with Dave Chou.

At that moment, her world seemed to collapse. Anything that could be caught by her hand was thrown

on Dave Chou's body. Dave Chou didn't fight back at all. And he even suffered a fruit knife pierced into

his chest by her.

She swore that she didn't do it on purpose. She was just angry and frightened, and finally fled in a

hurry, leaving the bleeding Dave Chou alone in the room.

Later, Ivy Aldington knew this matter, then he had a fierce fight with Dave Chou. But at that moment,

she suddenly understood that Ivy could fight for her and lay down cruel words to his best friend, but it

was not loved.

Later, Dave Chou forcibly entangled her by her side, forming the embarrassing threesome today.

Xenia Boswell followed the two men and walked into a private room with complicated feelings. Olive

Steele's gaze didn't withdraw until these three figures disappeared for a long time. This caused Alan

Hoyle's displeasure. He stretched out his hand and touched her head, "Girl, stop looking at them. Your

man is in front of you, you can only look at me."

Olive Steele gave him a blank look, "Why are you jealous?"

Annie teased, "Uncle, let me see a jealous man, I haven't seen that before."

Alan Hoyle slapped his daughter on the top of the head, "Is there any daughter who would tease her

dad like you? You like that man so much, and you are facing me, you will be so indifferent. I haven't got

even with you yet. Are you my daughter"

Olive Steele looked at the awkward father and daughter and shook her head gently.

"Alan, how much do you know about Ivy Aldington?"

From their conversation, she faintly felt that Alan must know more about Ivy than her. He had a way to

figure Ivy's identity out. Sometimes when Olive thought about it, she would feel that after being a friend

for five years, her knowledge of Ivy Aldington was nothing more than a trivial matter. She had been

failed to be Ivy's best friend. And Ivy seemed to blame her for that. But apart from a sorry, she didn't

know what to say.

"Mrs. Hoyle, this question seems to be asked me. You have been his friend for five years and let my

child recognize him as godfather." Alan Hoyle said jealously.

"What I know is nothing more than the boss of Waittingbar, an otaku who loves to play online games. I

guess his identity may not be simple, but I never asked him about that, because I think everyone has

privacy and should be respected. He doesn't want to let me know that, and I don't have to ask too

much." But she didn't expect that this kind of privacy, one day, would make her need to know this

person again.

"Are you worried that one day he and I will become enemies?" Alan Hoyle knew her thoughts.

Olive Steele was startled, and she did not deny it, but asked, "Will you?"

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