Sharon Langley was following up on a project nearby, and when Ivy Kensington called, she arrived in less than ten minutes.
"Sharon, please take Nannan to a safe place."
After instructing Sharon, Ivy didn’t dare to waste any ti and imdiately called for a car to head to the Lowell family house.
Lowell family house.
Ethan had already guessed that Ivy would co looking for him, but he didn’t show himself proactively, instead waiting for Ivy to co to him.
"Miss Kensington, our young master is resting upstairs."
The Lowell family butler knew that Ivy was quite important to Ethan and greeted her with a friendly attitude when she ca by.
Ivy pressed her lips together and said, "Could you please let him know I’m here to see him and ask him to co down?"
Ivy now didn’t want to step even half a foot inside the Lowell family house.
If she could avoid going in, she absolutely would.
The butler smiled and said, "Alright, Miss Kensington, I’ll go ask the young master for his opinion."
With that said, the butler went inside.
Outside, Ivy’s heart was tightly wound with anxiety; the longer the ti dragged on, the worse it would be for Nannan’s situation. She feared that Ethan was deliberately delaying!
"Sorry, Miss Kensington, the young master is not feeling well and does not want to co down to et you."
At this mont, the butler ca out, and upon hearing these words, Ivy’s heart sank.
Indeed, Ethan wouldn’t et her so easily.
If that’s the case...
Ivy’s breathing turned heavy as she said, "Forgive my rudeness!"
She then swiftly bypassed the butler’s figure, no longer waiting for Ethan’s ssage, and directly entered the Lowell family house.
Fortunately, Ivy had lived in the Lowell family house for so ti; everything inside remained the sa as before. She navigated seamlessly straight to Ethan’s room.
"Ethan, Nannan’s poison..."
Just as she spoke, the room was suddenly filled with a rich fragrance that caught her off guard and entered her nose.
Ivy held her breath quickly, trying to avoid breathing it in.
She knew what this sll was!
The fragrance of the Love Silk Flower!
Her first reaction was to run, to leave this room as soon as possible!
However, just that tiny breath she took had already allowed the scent of the Love Silk Flower to completely enter her body. In just a mont, her vision blurred, and her limbs grew weak.
Ethan’s figure appeared behind her.
He watched her slowly collapse to the ground with amusent, the smile on his lips full of strategic calculation.
"Welco ho, my fiancée."
Ivy had originally been his fiancée; even standing by his side as Lena Vance, she was his!
Sebastian Blackwood could take her away, but he could also find a way to bring her back to his side.
At this mont.
Ivy’s body had completely turned into a limp ss, lying defenseless on the Persian carpet at the door, her jet-black hair spread out on both sides, exuding a seductive allure.
Ethan, barefoot, walked to her side, the cool pads of his fingers touching her smooth, delicate face.
His gaze lowered, showing a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.
"Ivy, you should have been mine long ago."
He said, his finger trailing downward to Ivy’s pink lips, gently stroking.
Then he moved to her collarbone, slowly hooking his finger around her collar and lightly pulling back.
Ethan’s casual gaze suddenly froze!
Kiss marks!
He saw deep purple kiss marks all over her skin!
Just looking at those kiss marks, he could imagine how intense the scene had been at the ti.
The only person he could think of capable of leaving such marks on Ivy was Sebastian Blackwood!
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