Chapter 187: Chapter 187: Has Master Blackwood Wrapped Around Her Finger
Nina Shaw knew that the Blackwood family had a tradition of passing down the family name through a single heir for generations, so they placed great importance on issues of lineage, which was particularly apparent in Old Madam Blackwood.
She dreamed of the prosperity of the Blackwood family’s offspring, otherwise she wouldn’t have accepted the unappealing Dahlia Kensington at that time.
Ever since Ronnie’s true parentage was revealed, Old Madam Blackwood no longer wanted to deal with such issues.
But unexpectedly, Nina Shaw suddenly brought her some earth-shattering news.
"What did you say, Nina?"
Old Madam Blackwood had just finished her afternoon tea, but upon hearing this, her expression suddenly became serious.
Nina sat across from her, expressing heartfelt distress: "Grandma Blackwood, I only heard about this accidentally too; Ivy Kensington is already almost three months pregnant, but she has only been married to Brother Sebastian for just over two months."
"Brother Sebastian wants her to abort it, but she somehow manipulated him into allowing her to keep the baby. Grandma Blackwood, I just can’t stand by idly for Brother Sebastian; however, he doesn’t want to pay much attention to me right now, so I had no choice but to come and tell you."
Nina spoke while helplessly wiping her tears.
Old Madam Blackwood frowned but said nothing, as if she was pondering.
Last time she was too impulsive, which caused Ronnie to lose heart toward her; she couldn’t act impulsively this time.
"Someone, go investigate Ivy Kensington’s medical report at the hospital."
Just as she finished speaking, Nina promptly brought out the documents she needed: "Grandma Blackwood, please take a look."
The documents were proof of Ivy Kensington’s examination at the hospital, showing that Nina was thoroughly prepared this time!
Old Madam Blackwood’s face instantly darkened.
Dahlia Kensington had already brought enough disgrace to the Blackwood family, and now Ivy Kensington actually intended to imitate her. It was impossible!
Old Madam Blackwood meticulously had the proofs collected and then tightly held Nina’s hand.
"Nina, you’re a good child; you should’ve told me about this sooner."
Otherwise, the Blackwood family would become the fools again once the child was born.
"Grandma Blackwood, it was my duty to do so."
Nina said obediently.
Yet deep down, she smiled darkly; Ronnie was already enough, Ivy Kensington’s unborn child was meant to be removed!
...
The car stopped in front of the new apartment Ivy Kensington had found.
"Bad Daddy, you haven’t passed the test yet; you can’t come in."
Before getting out of the car, Ronnie made a funny face.
Sebastian Blackwood’s expression remained indifferent, his dark gaze simply resting on Ivy Kensington.
Ivy Kensington remembered the deadline he had set, instinctively avoiding his gaze.
"Alright, Ronnie, let’s go home."
With that said, without waiting for the man to react, she took Ronnie’s hand and left.
"Master Blackwood, should we bring the lady and Ronnie’s things back to the manor?"
Once they were gone, Owen Rhodes tentatively asked.
Originally, Sebastian Blackwood planned to take Ivy Kensington back to the manor if she disobeyed, but now he just watched her go upstairs without any action, leaving Owen uncertain of his intentions.
Sebastian pinched the corner of his brow, his eyes fixed in the direction Ivy Kensington had left.
For a while, he shook his head: "No."
This woman responds better to gentleness than force; perhaps it’s time for a new approach.
Owen was amazed, stunned by the fact that the lady was truly the first to make Master Blackwood comply with someone else’s wishes...
For a moment, Owen admired Ivy Kensington even more; she was truly deft at holding Master Blackwood under such tight control.
At this moment.
After having dinner, bathing, and successfully putting Ronnie to sleep, Ivy Kensington heard the doorbell ring.
"Miss Kensington, the Old Madam requests your presence."
The person at the door was from the mansion.
Ivy Kensington’s eyes narrowed slightly; why was Old Madam Blackwood looking for her?