"Where is this place?"
Calming down, Ivy Kensington asked the servant opposite her.
The servants looked at each other, then shook their heads at her, "Sorry, Miss Kensington, we don’t know either."
They only knew this was a villa in the suburbs, but the exact location was unknown to them.
Because when they ca in, they were also blindfolded.
Ivy bit her lip in frustration, knowing these people were all Sebastian Blackwood’s people, and she couldn’t get anything out of them. So, she took out her phone, but to her surprise, there wasn’t a single signal at all!
Just what kind of damned place is this!
"Miss Kensington, please have your al first."
At this mont, a servant brought up a tray of fresh and delicious food. Ivy glanced at it, then turned away: "I want to see Sebastian Blackwood."
She needed to ask clearly what he ant by all this.
How could he imprison her here?
"Miss Kensington, please don’t make things difficult for us."
The servants frowned helplessly, "We can’t see Master Blackwood either. Our only task is to take care of you properly. If we don’t, Master Blackwood will hold us accountable."
Ivy took a deep breath, knowing this was an issue between her and Sebastian, and it had nothing to do with these innocent servants.
Thinking about the scene where Theodore Ford fainted before she was taken away, her heart ached.
Yes, she should eat and drink well now, and not exhaust herself first, so she could have a chance to get out.
Subsequently, she accepted the food and ate it in big bites.
The situation here was soon reported to Sebastian Blackwood’s ears.
On the helicopter, his wound was only briefly treated; now was the ti for a proper operation.
"Master Blackwood, Miss Kensington didn’t cause any trouble."
Owen Rhodes said, also puzzled.
Why had Master Blackwood brought Miss Kensington here?
This was one of Sebastian Blackwood’s private islands, extrely isolated, with no ans of transportation to escape except by helicopter.
In this situation, did Master Blackwood not plan to return to Veridia?
Owen couldn’t fathom Sebastian’s intentions and could only think silently.
Sebastian remained silent, allowing the doctor to operate on his arm, his eyes slightly closed. After a long while, he replied, "Just keep an eye on her."
He would never let her escape a second ti.
Night fell.
Ivy lay on this unfamiliar large bed, her stomach feeling very uncomfortable, perhaps due to her frequent vomiting during the day, completely unable to sleep.
Thinking about it, she simply got up, walked to the door, and tentatively pulled it, only to find it really opened.
She was delighted, but then saw five bodyguards standing by the door.
Sebastian Blackwood, that bastard!
Ivy cursed fiercely in her heart. At this mont, a servant carrying a tray with a dicine bowl walked by.
Ivy slled the herbs specifically for treating gunshot wounds inside, which should be for Sebastian.
Her eyes glead as she walked up to the servant and said, "Give it to , I’ll take it over."
"But..."
The servant didn’t dare move, as Sebastian had ordered that Ivy was only allowed to move within this room.
"Don’t worry, I’m just bringing the dicine over, and I’ll co back right after he drinks it."
Ivy said softly.
Hearing this, the servant knew of Sebastian’s favor towards her and didn’t dare go against it, so reluctantly handed the tray to Ivy.
Ivy carried the dicine, under the servant’s guidance, and found Sebastian’s room. Along the way, she secretly observed the surroundings, but noticed...
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