At this mont, Owen Rhodes rushed over with Sylvia Sterling.
When Ivy Kensington went out, she happened to bump into the two of them, and her gaze instinctively fell on Sylvia Sterling.
She was wearing a white dress, and Ivy’s gaze wavered slightly.
Suddenly, she recalled that this dress was the sa one she had seen inside Sebastian Blackwood’s study, folded together with his suit shirt.
So... it was her.
Sylvia Sterling didn’t expect to suddenly bump into Ivy Kensington like this. She was montarily stunned, then quickly recovered and smiled at Ivy, "Miss Kensington, a pleasure to et you."
After speaking, without waiting for Ivy to reply, she hurriedly walked inside.
Owen Rhodes and Sylvia Sterling walked in together, originally planning to accompany her inside, but halfway there, he returned the way he ca and went straight to Ivy’s side.
"Miss Kensington, although I don’t know why you forgot about Master Blackwood, I just want to say this: Please, be a bit nicer to Master Blackwood from now on!"
Owen had held back these words for a long ti.
Having followed Sebastian Blackwood for so many years, from the toughest days just after taking office to now holding great power, he had watched every step clearly, and even though there were dangerous tis, they always managed to turn the tide.
Yet this was the first ti he had seen Sebastian stumble so many tis over a woman.
He even found it unbearable!
Thinking of this, Owen couldn’t help but intensify his ssage, "Miss Kensington, if you don’t like Master Blackwood, then please stay far away, and don’t co looking for him anymore!"
Right now, he only wanted to support Sylvia Sterling.
After all, Dr. Sylvia had genuinely saved Sebastian Blackwood twice.
Ivy looked at him in shock; she didn’t expect to hear such words. Did others truly see her as terrible towards Sebastian Blackwood?
She pursed her lips, just about to speak, when she saw Sebastian being helped out by soone.
Sylvia anxiously accompanied him, "Master Blackwood, you must go to the hospital and recuperate for a while, at least for a week!"
At this rate, his heart was bound to have problems due to overburden.
Sebastian briefly felt faint, but by the ti Sylvia joined him, he had recovered quite a bit, and upon hearing her words, he rely raised an eyebrow slightly.
"It’s nothing."
"Master Blackwood, you..."
Sylvia was at a loss for words.
At this mont, Ivy’s eyes turned to Sebastian, and their gazes unintentionally tangled in midair.
However, Sebastian only looked for a second before averting his gaze, the lines of his side profile taut, clearly still angry about what she had said earlier.
Ivy bit her lip tightly.
This man still had the nerve to be angry; she was also upset about being used by him.
Clearly, it was he who had used her first, yet looking at his frail face, Ivy felt a bit uneasy inside.
Taking a deep breath, she walked over and stopped in front of the man.
"Sebastian Blackwood."
She called him, but Sebastian turned his handso face aside, keeping his aloof and indifferent deanor.
Ivy almost laughed with exasperation; such a temper he had!
Glancing at the bodyguards supporting him, Ivy moved to his left side and took his arm from the hand of a bodyguard, resting it on her shoulder.
"Alright, I’m kindhearted enough to save you from dying of anger and generously escort you to the hospital."
After speaking, she didn’t look at Sebastian’s expression and just tugged him forward.
Inside, she was a bit nervous, inexplicably uneasy.
What if Sebastian Blackwood still threw a tantrum with her?
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