Sebastian Blackwood’s face was pale, his lips almost colorless, yet his emotions remained calm as he said indifferently, "Today’s business cooperation is temporarily postponed."
He first needed to find out why Ivy Kensington didn’t rember him.
He didn’t believe that she could forget him in just two months; sothing must have happened in between.
Owen Rhodes ca precisely to talk about this matter, "There was a kidnapping incident downstairs just now, and Miss Kensington was the hostage."
"Then why are you only telling now?"
Sebastian’s expression suddenly changed, and he looked sharply at Owen, his gaze questioning.
Owen’s heart skipped a beat in fear, and he quickly explained, "Master Blackwood, I just sent Miss Ronnie back and rushed here when I learned about it, so I ca to tell you imdiately."
Sebastian pressed his thin lips together tightly, and without pursuing the matter further, asked, "What’s the situation now?"
Owen replied, "The Lowell family saved Miss Kensington, and Evan Lowell’s arm was cut by the kidnappers for Miss Kensington. Miss Kensington should be on her way to the hospital now."
Owen didn’t even dare ntion how anxious Ivy was when she saw Evan Lowell injured, her face showing such genuine concern.
He feared that if Master Blackwood knew, there’d be another storm brewing.
Upon hearing this, Sebastian narrowed his eyes slightly, a sarcastic smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
Evan Lowell’s skills weren’t bad; he could easily match him move for move. How could he be injured by a re kidnapper?
This was clearly a ploy designed to elicit sympathy from Ivy Kensington.
The bigger possibility was that this hostage situation was orchestrated by Evan Lowell himself!
He was using Ivy Kensington’s life to get everything he wanted.
With a sudden deep breath, Sebastian decisively said, "To the hospital."
...
Inside the hospital.
Ivy Kensington took Evan Lowell to register at the general surgery departnt, first for tily disinfection and bandaging, then to get so anti-inflammatory drugs.
"Just sit here, I’ll go get the dicine."
Ivy instructed Evan Lowell to wait on a chair outside while she went to get the dicine alone.
Evan Lowell responded and watched her slender back as she left, the emotions in his eyes growing deeper.
At this mont, the already sowhat noisy hospital beca even more restless—
"Look, isn’t that Master Blackwood?"
"It really is! Looks exactly like in the news!"
"Oh my God, I never expected to see Master Blackwood in real life one day, so amazing!"
"I just wonder why Master Blackwood is at the hospital? Could it be he’s sick?"
The chattering discussions among the crowd made Evan Lowell frown, and he raised his head to look around, but before he could see clearly, a tall figure had already appeared in front of him.
"Boom—"
The sound of a fist colliding with flesh suddenly erupted, as Sebastian’s iron-like fist hit him hard in the face.
Evan Lowell, unable to steady himself, was knocked out of his seat by the punch, tumbling onto the floor.
Sebastian gazed at him coldly, grabbed his collar, and unhesitatingly lifted him from the ground, speaking in a sinister tone, "Evan Lowell, while I was gone these two months, you dared to touch my woman, courting death!"
This ti, using Ivy Kensington as a hostage was even more disgusting!
Evan Lowell had long guessed that Sebastian wasn’t dead, but didn’t expect him to return so soon!
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