CHAPTER 21: CHAPTER 21: PREDICTION

Stellan was caught right in the middle, "I’ll go!"

Autumn Fletcher beamed upon hearing this, "That’s more like it. We’ll dress you up beautifully, and I’ll go sign you up right away."

Such matchmaking events are bound to be showcases for flaunting wealth.

Both parties typically have family assets exceeding ten million, with beautiful women and affluent, good-looking men having the upper hand.

Essentially, ninety percent of the participants are signed up by their parents, with few of them willing to participate voluntarily.

After all, children from these affluent families are quite confident in their own charm.

Not to mention Charles Sharp, who secretly had a girlfriend.

Upon learning that his parents had signed him up, he didn’t react much, planning to just make an appearance and then leave.

However, Ivy Fern blew the whole thing wide open.

She had been bored, scrolling through online posts when she stumbled upon this. She then probed Charles, who thought she knew and confessed, saying he was just going through the motions and wouldn’t seriously choose a partner there.

But Ivy was relentless and caused quite a commotion.

With her brother having just died tragically, her nerves were already fragile, and she couldn’t swallow this bitterness upon finding out.

"When will you tell your parents about me? Or did you never intend to marry me at all?"

Charles soothed her gently, "How could I not? We agreed to get the certificate and marry after your heart transplant, didn’t we?"

"Then tell your parents now so they won’t force you to go on blind dates anymore."

"It’s not possible right now." Charles knew his family too well; they would never tolerate him marrying a girlfriend with a severe heart condition. He could only wait until her health improved to inform his family.

Ivy eyed him skeptically, "You won’t even mention it, so how am I supposed to believe you’ll marry me after the transplant?"

"Ivy, hang in there for a little while longer. We’ve already found a match, haven’t we?"

"We’ve found a match, but when will that person die? Didn’t he have cancer? It’s been months, and if he doesn’t die, how will the heart be transplanted to me? By the time he passes, I might be gone already!"

Because of her condition, Charles had always suppressed his temper, never daring to speak harshly to her for fear of upsetting her, always treading cautiously.

"Just be patient. I asked the hospital about the matching patient’s condition yesterday. They said he doesn’t have long, though his family hopes he can live longer."

"Isn’t it all about money? You could just give his family money, yet you also pay for his treatment so he lives longer, which prolongs my wait." Ivy didn’t want to discuss this any further, "Since you want to attend that matchmaking event, go ahead. Maybe you’ll find a healthy and beautiful lady from a wealthy family there!"

Having said that, she grabbed her bag and left the office.

She happened to run into Lucy Eaton at the door.

"Aren’t you... a Funeral Director? What are you doing here?"

"Here to see Mr. Sharp."

Ivy looked at her warily, "What business do you have with him?"

"I’m afraid I can’t tell you."

"What’s so secretive that you can’t tell me?"

Charles, hearing the voices outside, came out and heard Ivy’s words, his face immediately displeased, "Ivy... Miss Eaton is a guest I invited."

"You’ve known her for a long time, or did you just meet yesterday?"

"I’ve known her before."

"Then why didn’t you ever tell me?"

Charles explained, "We only met once before."

"Why did you meet? How did you know each other?"

Lucy raised an eyebrow, a faint smile on her lips, "Mr. Sharp, maybe I should come back another day. I have limited time and none to spare for interrogation by your girlfriend."

Charles said, "Miss Eaton, I’m sorry for the spectacle. Please, come in."

"Alright." Lucy sidestepped Ivy and went into the office first.

Charles quietly said to Ivy, "I have some work matters to discuss with her; please head back first."

Ivy said nothing more and turned to leave.

Charles asked his secretary to bring two cups of coffee and then entered the office, sitting opposite Lucy Eaton.

"After you mentioned the prenatal skincare products, our company, upon finalizing the formula, quietly conducted an experiment examining the product’s ingredients against allergic reactions in pregnant women. The results were indeed as you mentioned: a minority of pregnant women experienced allergic reactions that could lead to fetal death if the product were marketed. We’ve already taken steps to alter this formula and noted this significant issue, thanks to your warning, Miss Eaton." He handed over a check for two million, "This is your reward."

Lucy took it and then put it away, "By preventing unnecessary fatalities and loss to your company’s reputation, I get some money in return—it’s a win-win situation, isn’t it?"

"It certainly is. What should I pay attention to next?"

"There’s a significant matter concerning you and your girlfriend."

Charles tensed up, "Is it that my girlfriend’s surgery wasn’t successful?"

She shook her head, "No, your girlfriend’s heart surgery will go very smoothly."

"Then what is it?"

Lucy looked at him seriously, "In the next half-year, Ivy’s surgery will succeed, but at the same time, your family will learn she is your girlfriend and be very dissatisfied, especially your mother, who secretly met with Ivy to clearly tell her she’s not allowed into the family, giving her a check for ten million."

"Then what?"

"Then she accepted it and broke up with you, but she didn’t take it well. Drunk, she called a radio hotline to publicly denounce and insult your mother, and this incident caused quite a stir in the news."

Lucy vividly recalled the major incidents in Charles’s recent years, including hearing the recording of Ivy’s denunciation circulating online.

"Can I change any of what you said?"

"Of course, as I previously mentioned about the prenatal skincare, as long as you have unparalleled conviction, you can change the outcome. However, fate is sometimes unpredictable; it plays tricks on people. If you choose to ignore what I say and let it naturally unfold, the outcome will certainly be as I described. But if you decide to change its course, it’s likely it will turn as you wish, altering the gears of destiny. I’m only telling you these things. Whether you can or cannot change the outcome is beyond what I can dictate."