The advertisent contract was set for the night of signing.
The dress chosen by Blackwood Group for the endorsent was a white gown that revealed the collarbone. Ivy Kensington had already done her makeup, and the staff, holding the dress, took her to the fitting room to change.
"No need to trouble you, I can change by myself."
Ivy was not accustod to people watching her change, so she found an excuse to have everyone leave first.
Five minutes later, the gown was on.
Ivy looked at the mirror, only to discover that the area around her collarbone, which had been faintly aching since last night, now inexplicably bore a tattoo of an eagle emblem?!
How could this be?
Startled, Ivy instinctively tried to rub it away, turning her collarbone red, but the eagle tattoo remained unmoved.
"Bang—"
The door to the fitting room was kicked open, and Dahlia Kensington stord in with an aggressive deanor.
"Ivy, you bitch, you ruined my reputation while collecting fa and fortune yourself!"
Dahlia swore as she reached out to slap Ivy across the face.
Ivy reacted quickly, grabbing Dahlia’s wrist in one swift move, coldly saying, "You brought this on yourself. What does it have to do with ?"
If Dahlia hadn’t first tried to harm her, would things have turned out this way?
"You!"
Dahlia was furious, her gaze unintentionally sweeping across the eagle tattoo, and she said, "Just you wait. I won’t let you be so smug."
She then turned and left, determined to find Sebastian Blackwood and exercise her rights as Mrs. Blackwood to put a stop to Ivy!
Ivy couldn’t care less about her; when the staff ca around, she went with them to the shooting location.
Inside the CEO’s office at Blackwood Group.
Sebastian Blackwood sat at his high-backed chair, his black shirt sleeves rolled up twice, revealing strong arms with a few scratch marks.
They were from the woman last night.
Looking at those cat-like scratch marks, Sebastian let out a low hum.
He had marked the woman’s collarbone with Blackwood Group’s unique eagle emblem; it was irremovable. As long as he found a woman with that eagle emblem on her collarbone, he could confirm her identity.
"Master Blackwood, your wife is here,"
Owen Rhodes reminded him at this mont.
Sebastian’s brow instantly cooled.
He was now almost certain that the woman who shared his bed every night was not Dahlia Kensington. If not for the confird evidence from four years ago, he might even doubt if the woman from that night was Dahlia at all!
"Let her in."
Pinching the bridge of his nose, Sebastian coldly gave the order.
As soon as Dahlia entered, she began to gripe tearfully, "Sebastian, why did you let Ivy beco the spokesperson for Blackwood’s herbal products? She’s not worthy at all."
Sebastian watched her perform indifferently, and when her crying subsided, he retorted sharply, "Who do you think has the qualifications? Celia Spence?"
At the ntion of Celia Spence’s na, Dahlia’s tears froze, awkwardly clinging to the corners of her eyes.
He knew about the scandal at the competition!
Dahlia instantly lost her confidence, mumbling, "That’s not what I ant. I just don’t want Ivy to have the endorsent..."
Sebastian had no desire to engage further. This woman had been a clear misjudgnt from him four years ago.
He instructed Owen Rhodes, "Escort Mrs. Blackwood out."
Owen imdiately gestured politely to Dahlia, "Mrs. Blackwood, please."
Dahlia gritted her teeth, resentful but not daring to challenge Sebastian’s words.
However, when she reached downstairs, thinking about Ivy’s mont of triumph as the spokesperson, she couldn’t swallow her anger and returned upstairs. Just as she was about to push the door open, she heard Sebastian’s voice—
"Activate all information channels. Find the woman with the eagle emblem on her collarbone."
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