Lucy POV
I watched as Ivy paced the whole room, her head thinking about what I quite didn't know. She seemed to be in deep thought, her brow furrowed in concentration.
"You don't have any dress for the job, or do you?" she asked, still pacing back and forth, as if she was the one that needed the dress for the job.
I looked at her, feeling a bit little confused. "Can I ask?" I said, trying to get her attention and make her skip her over hyperactive thinking.
Ivy stopped her pacing and stood at her spot, her eyes hitting mine. "Yes, sure," she said, her expression serious.
I took a deep breath, trying to phrase my question correctly.
"About the company, can I know more?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.
Ivy finally sat down, taking a deep breath in and out.
"It's a c
