Chapter 1980: Chapter 1979

Chapter 1979

Just as she had clicked shut her laptop, Ivy's phone erupted into a symphony of rings. It was a call

from Nolan.

She hesitated for a moment but decided to answer it anyway.

Despite having promised Balfour to keep her distance from Nolan, answering a call from an old

schoolmate seemed harmless enough.

“Hey, Nolan.”

“Hey Ivy, you busy right now?"

“Not at all. What's up?”

“Well, Ivy, I'm just giving it another shot... Are you sure you don't want to come work with us?”

Nolan's voice still held a hint of hope. “The Harris Group may not be top tier, but we've got a lot to

offer. You sure you won't reconsider?”

The position of Advertising Director at the Harris Group was a coveted spot, but Ivy's promise to

Balfour was clear- She had to keep a distance from Nolan. “Nolan, I really can't join. I appreciate the

offer, but I have to decline.”

Nolan fell silent for a moment before letting out a sigh, “Alright then. But Ivy, since you accidentally

scratched Clara's face, she can't do the photoshoot for our upcoming ad campaign. We're

scrambling to find a replacement. If we don't deliver it on time, the company's looking at a hefty

fine for breach of

contract.”

"What?" Ivy felt a pang of guilt at the thought of causing such trouble.

Nolan had always been kind to her, often lending a helping hand when she needed it. She really

didn't want to add to his burdens.

“Nolan, I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do to make it right?”

Hearing her concern, Nolan chuckled, “Sure, come work for us.”

Ivy was in a bind, “Um... Nolan, I really can't join the Harris Group. How much is the fine? I'll cover

Joti

Even as she said this, she wasn't sure if she could afford it.

Nolan laughed, “Silly! I don’t want your money, I want you.”

"What?" Once again, Ivy was thrown into confusion. “Nol-Nolan, I'm married already.”

Nolan couldn't help but laugh out loud on her response, “Ivy, what on earth are you thinking about?

Is that how you see me?”

“No, no, Nolan, I... I was just kidding!” Realizing her misunderstanding, Ivy scrambled for an excuse

to hide her embarrassment.

Nolan's laughter subsided, “Ivy, what I meant was, our company is in dire need of a suitable model

for the ad. Clara can't shoot it with her injured face, and you're her sister. You two look alike to some

extent, so how about you finish the ad for us?”

“Me in a commercial?” Ivy frowned lightly, doubting herself. “But I've never done any ad work

before, and I'm not a known face. Wouldn't that be inappropriate?”

“Ivy, you can do it. If you don't help us out, our company’s going to be out of pocket big time, and

we're not talking chump change here.”

Agreeing to shoot a commercial for the Harris Group meant that she'd inevitably be in contact with

Nolan. If Balfour found out, he'd surely be upset.