"Who’s speaking?"
In the mont of distraction, the two bodyguards blocking the door were thrown in by Leo Holloway, landing on the ground side by side.
A tall and slender man walked in with confident strides.
In an instant, an overwhelming aura filled the entire Sumrs Family’s house.
Holly Sutton stared at the man, stunned, "Him? Who is he?"
Nina Sumrs felt a shiver in her heart. She couldn’t be more familiar with this man; he had even sent people to throw her out of the Lancaster Family before.
Nina tightened her grip on Holly’s clothes, "Grandma, he’s Damien Lancaster..."
"Damien Lancaster?" Holly’s face froze completely.
The na Damien Lancaster was one everyone knew by reputation.
This was a big shot.
But why would Damien Lancaster co to the Sumrs Family?
Could it be that he ca for Ivy Sumrs?
Impossible! He and Ivy Sumrs are divorced. Why would he co for her?
Regardless of his reason for coming, Damien Lancaster is soone their family can’t afford to offend in this lifeti.
Holly quickly put on a smile and stepped forward to greet him, "President Lancaster, what brings you here? Please, have a seat."
"I wouldn’t dare sit on a chair from the Sumrs Family."
Damien Lancaster spoke slowly, yet his words carried a biting chill.
Holly didn’t understand what Damien Lancaster ant by this.
"President Lancaster, you..."
"I’m here to see her!" Damien Lancaster’s gaze turned to Ivy Sumrs.
Standing in front of Ivy, Nina thought Damien was referring to her. She raised her hand and pointed at herself, her mouth slightly open, "?"
Damien took a few steps forward, walking directly toward the woman.
Nina watched as Damien approached in her direction, and her heart started to race.
When Damien was in front of her, she seed to lose her senses entirely, uncontrollably moving closer to him.
He’s here for her, he’s here for her...
She reached out her hand, but Damien ignored her completely and walked toward Ivy Sumrs. His dark eyes were careful as he looked at Ivy, reaching out to hold her hand.
Nina’s face turned pale. Turning around, she saw Damien standing before Ivy, even trying to hold her hand.
However, Damien’s hand was quickly shaken off.
Nina was stunned.
Damien took the initiative to approach Ivy, yet Ivy shook him off?
Weren’t they divorced? Wasn’t Ivy the one who was abandoned?
How could this be?
The other mbers of the Sumrs Family were also stunned.
Watching the man treating Ivy like he was an intimidated grandson, his hand shaken off as if afraid to reach out again!
Indeed, feeling scared like a grandson, afraid!
This phrase seed unfitting for Damien Lancaster, yet it perfectly described the scene.
Damien ignored the astonishnt of those around, looking at the woman, "Ivy."
Ivy Sumrs’ clear eyes were filled with coldness, "What Ivy? Don’t call Ivy!"
She said not to, and the man truly dared not.
"I’ve co to take you back."
Ivy Sumrs looked at Damien, her fists clenched, "Who are you putting on this affectionate act for?"
Ivy didn’t show Damien any face, and Damien didn’t get angry, acting as if he had no temper, "Alright, I’ll handle this matter first, and we’ll discuss our matters later."
Damien turned back toward the Sumrs Family, while Ivy headed to the basent of the Sumrs Family.
Earlier discarded items were likely piled in the basent, including that notebook.
Damien watched Ivy’s retreating figure, while the Sumrs Family still wanted to stop Ivy. Yet, a single look from Damien stopped them in their tracks.
The group froze in place, and before they could react, they heard Damien say, "Who were you planning to discipline just now?"
Holly’s face turned ashen, yet she still believed that Damien had no feelings for Ivy and had already abandoned her. "President Lancaster, this granddaughter of mine is young and doesn’t understand things. It was inevitable you’d get tired, but she’s still young. I was thinking of finding her a marriage, so she can quietly live out the rest of her life."
"A marriage." Damien raised his brow, the tenderness he displayed toward Ivy vanishing, replaced by a cold gaze, "I think this marriage would suit you perfectly."
"?" Holly was taken aback, "President Lancaster, you’re joking, I’m already old, how could I possibly marry..."
Damien’s gaze turned to Leo Holloway, "What do you think about marrying her?"
Leo glanced at Holly, a look of outright rejection on his face.
"It seems you’re unwilling, too old, not interested."
Holly opened her mouth, her face turning so sullen that she couldn’t speak.
"Then marry the younger one." Damien’s gaze shifted to Nina.
Nina looked startled, biting her lip before bravely saying, "President Lancaster... this is my own marriage; you can’t arrange it for ."
"Who’s arranging for you?" Damien raised his brow, "Aren’t you fond of relying on numbers, intimidating, and drugging others? The tables have turned, and it’s your turn now."
Of course, it’s not arranging but forcing!
A force from soone in power.
"If the Sumrs Family refuses to marry off a daughter, by tomorrow, the city of Aethelgard will have no Sumrs Family. Decide for yourselves."
Ivy Sumrs had found the notebook and was walking out, seeing each mber of the Sumrs Family with ashen faces. She wasn’t planning to divorce, yet Damien stepped forward, taking her hand, leading her out.
Nina sat on the ground, stunned.
Damien was intent on having her marry Leo Holloway.
No way, how can she marry a man old enough to be her father.
Nina Sumrs was thoroughly panicked!
"Grandma, I don’t want to! I don’t want to marry him, help , save !"
Holly Sutton furrowed her brows, looking as if she was pondering sothing.
She said that overly beautiful won are never content, Ivy Sumrs’ mother lost her mory yet desperately tried to rember her lover, her identity, trying to escape their shackles.
Ivy Sumrs got divorced yet still seduced Damien Lancaster to back her up.
Both of them are wenches.
Neither one is easy to deal with.
Leo Holloway also ca to his senses from the recent situation.
Damien Lancaster clearly ca here this ti to back up Ivy Sumrs.
Who said Damien Lancaster abandoned Ivy Sumrs anyway?
Ivy Sumrs doesn’t look abandoned at all.
Instead, it’s Damien who looks like the one abandoned.
Thinking of this, Leo Holloway broke into a cold sweat.
Does that an he was ant to marry Damien Lancaster’s wife?
Is he crazy!
"Damn you, Sumrs Family, are you trying to kill ? How many lives do I have to marry Damien Lancaster’s wife? You’re sick of living so you want to drag with you?"
Leo Holloway was extrely grateful he didn’t do anything excessive last night.
Last night he knew there was Seductive Scent in the room, luckily Ivy Sumrs left early and he later sought other won to deal with it.
Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Even so, Leo Holloway still felt his hair standing on end, cursed loudly, "Your Sumrs Family can just wait for death."
With that said, he strode out.
Outside, Ivy Sumrs shook off Damien Lancaster’s hand and turned to leave.
Damien Lancaster blocked her way, "Ivy!"
Ivy Sumrs looked up, fixing her gaze on Damien Lancaster, and quickly lowered her brows, aiming at his heart.
Calm, indifferent.
Full of coldness.
She stepped forward, approaching Damien Lancaster, raising her hand, her slender and beautiful fingers slowly pressing on Damien Lancaster’s chest.
Beside them, Julian Jacobs anxiously stepped forward, from his angle it looked just like Ivy Sumrs stabbed Damien Lancaster again.
Damien Lancaster raised a hand, motioning Julian Jacobs not to co over.
Ivy Sumrs tilted her head, her eyes filled with fierceness, pressing hard with her fingers, right on his wound.
Damien Lancaster grunted in pain but didn’t stop her, letting her vent.
Ivy Sumrs lifted her eyelids, her clear and bright eyes carrying a sharp coldness, "Does it hurt?"
Damien Lancaster shook his head and raised his hand to hold hers, "It doesn’t hurt."
Ivy Sumrs slowly lowered her gaze, adding force to her hand, "Don’t think that just because you helped , I’ll be grateful to you, thankful to you, or forgive you."
Damien Lancaster shook his head with a bitter smile on his face, "I don’t need your gratitude."
The wound bled onto her beautiful fingers.
Damien Lancaster held her hand, took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped it clean, "I know I deserve to die, don’t dirty your hands anymore."
Ivy Sumrs paused her hand, her eyes flickered, unwilling to et Damien Lancaster’s gaze.
His eyes were too affectionate, too guilty.
She found it disgusting.
Forcefully pulling her hand back, Ivy Sumrs turned around, only to unexpectedly collide into another embrace.
Noah Scott pulled Ivy Sumrs to his side, his hand falling on her shoulder, holding her close.
Ivy Sumrs looked up, her cold gaze softened a bit, hesitating slightly, she didn’t push Noah Scott away.
Noah Scott smirked, his face carrying a roguish smile, "Darling, fingers can’t hurt enough, here you go."
Noah Scott handed Ivy Sumrs a knife.
Wow.
The blade glead coldly, looking extrely dangerous.
Ivy Sumrs glanced at the knife, then at Noah Scott.
Noah Scott smiled wickedly.
Ivy Sumrs tugged her lips slightly, truly accepting the knife.
The atmosphere suddenly beca tense.
Seeing this, Julian Jacobs imdiately rushed over to stop her, "Ma’am, don’t stab again, if you stab again, sir will really die."
Damien Lancaster pushed Julian Jacobs aside, his voice calm, "Let her stab."
"As long as she’s happy."
Julian Jacobs wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Crazy, they’re all crazy.
One dares to give, one dares to take, one dares to be stabbed.
Julian Jacobs looked at Damien Lancaster’s chest, truly worried.
Ivy Sumrs stepped forward, glanced at the knife.
Julian Jacobs’ pupils contracted, "Ma’am, don’t..."
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