Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting-Chapter 447: The Truth from 6 Years Ago (2)
"I know I shouldn’t have done it, but I couldn’t control myself. I realize now it was wrong in the past, if it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have separated from Grace."
Ivy Wood dared not look directly into Malcom Moore’s cold eyes, lowering her head in guilt, "Malcom, I’m sorry."
"I told you not to call me Malcom, you don’t deserve it!" Malcom Moore’s usual gentleness was replaced by a chilling aura.
In the eyes of the world, Malcom Moore was always cheerful, sunny, and easy-going.
But Ivy Wood knew otherwise, she had known since six years ago.
This man, although he appeared to be approachable and suave, when he truly got angry, his decisive ruthlessness was something she couldn’t handle.
"I’m sorry, Young Master Morris, I, I’m used to it." Ivy Wood hurriedly admitted her mistake.
"Just say what you have to!" Malcom Moore’s eyes were icy as he looked at Ivy Wood, "You have a few minutes, no matter what happened six years ago, it is all in the past! Also, stay away from Grace Quarters. If I find out you harm her again, I will not spare you. Not even if you are the daughter of the Great Forest Group!"
Ivy Wood looked up at Malcom Moore, seemingly considering Grace Quarters as she spoke, "Young Master Morris, I know you have a new relationship now, and you’re about to get engaged. But you must know about the things from six years ago, otherwise it is unfair to Grace."
After saying this, she struggled to suppress the obsession in her eyes, reminiscing as she began to speak, "From the moment I met you through Grace, I was deeply, irretrievably infatuated. Even knowing it was impossible, I still couldn’t control my feelings. Even though you ignored me and only had eyes for Grace, the desire in my heart to take you away only grew stronger day by day..."
Although Malcom Moore was very disgusted with Ivy Wood and disliked hearing any words of affection from her, this time he did not interrupt her.
Since she insisted on speaking, what harm did it do to listen?
In any case, nothing he heard from Ivy Wood could change his mind: the past was the past, and the one he loved now was Luna. Grace Quarters to him now was neither love nor hate, at most she was a youthful emotional attachment, the first girl who made him feel warmth.
Ivy Wood looked at Malcom Moore and slowly narrated, "Young Master Morris, do you remember? On your nineteenth birthday, Grace and I, along with her brother, planned to celebrate with you..."
From Ivy Wood’s account, Malcom Moore finally learned the past events from six years ago that he was unaware of, and the reason behind Grace Quarters’ decisive departure...
Six years ago, on Malcom Moore’s nineteenth birthday.
To make Malcom Moore’s birthday more lively, Grace Quarters invited Ivy Wood and her brother to celebrate together.
To achieve an ulterior motive, Ivy Wood suggested going to a hotel and booking a large table with drinks and food for a celebration.
Grace Quarters agreed.
That night, the four of them went to a hotel owned by the Morris Group.
Once they were inside the private room at the hotel, Ivy Wood excused herself to the washroom and booked two hotel rooms.
When she returned, she seized the moment when the other three were not paying attention to drug their drinks with something she had prepared in advance.
Everything went so smoothly.
But just as they were about to toast and drink, Malcom Moore’s phone suddenly rang.
Malcom Moore answered the call, his face changing dramatically, "Stay there, I’m coming right over!"
With that, Malcom Moore hung up the phone.
He looked at Grace Quarters, anxious yet apologetic, "I’m sorry Grace, my father is ill, and I must take him to the hospital, I can’t celebrate with you."
Hearing Malcom Moore’s words, Grace Quarters became anxious, "Is Uncle ill? Then you should go quickly, don’t worry about me!"
"Okay, I’ll leave now." Malcom Moore said, running out.
After Malcom Moore left, Grace Quarters apologetically looked at Ivy Wood and her brother, "I’m sorry, Malcom had to leave early due to a family matter. Let me toast you on his behalf and thank you for coming to celebrate his birthday."
With that, Grace Quarters picked up Malcom Moore’s drink and drank it all.
Ivy Wood was silently cursing the heavens for an untimely twist of fate, just when her plan was about to succeed, but she was momentarily stunned and didn’t catch what Grace Quarters had said.
When she came to her senses, she quickly spoke, "Grace..."
But just as she called Grace Quarters’ name, she saw Grace had already finished the drugged drink.
After drinking, Grace Quarters looked at Ivy Wood and asked with a smile, "What’s wrong, Ivy?"
The drink already consumed, Ivy Wood had nothing to say, only muttering awkwardly, "Nothing, nothing."
Meanwhile, as Grace Quarters and Ivy Wood conversed, Grace’s brother also drank his own drugged drink.
The result was that Grace Quarters, also drugged, inevitably ended up having a relationship with her brother...
Originally, in Ivy Wood’s perfect plan, she intended to drug Malcom Moore, Grace Quarters, and Grace’s brother, orchestrating her relation with Malcom Moore, while pairing Grace with her brother.
But Malcom Moore had already left prematurely.
Though the plan could no longer proceed perfectly, since Grace Quarters and her brother had already drunk the drugged wine, getting half the results was better than none.
Now she had leverage over Grace Quarters, something to force her away from Malcom...
This was what transpired back then, yet Ivy Wood dared not disclose the entire truth from those years ago.
She altered her tale, presenting a watered-down version of the truth.
"That night, to win you over, I orchestrated everything myself, drugging all three of your drinks... But who would’ve thought your father got sick so you took him to the hospital... Grace drank from your glass, saying it was on your behalf to toast us, at that moment I tried to stop them, but it was too late... Grace and her brother... then things settled in the hotel... while you stayed at the hospital the whole night and did not return..."
Hearing Ivy Wood’s words, an icy frost immediately enveloped Malcom Moore’s entire being.
His cold black eyes bore down on Ivy Wood, condemning fiercely, "You shameless creature, you deserve to die!"
Six years ago, his birthday was also his mother’s memorial day.
While he was out celebrating with Grace Quarters and the others, his father was alone visiting his mother’s grave.
Perhaps overwrought with grief, his father suddenly experienced heart problems.
Without hesitation, he dialed Malcom Moore’s number.







