Chapter 223: Chapter 223: Got a Black Card
"What are you looking at me for?"
"Chloe Ford" poured the red wine in front of the iron cage, the smile on her lips exceptionally venomous.
The woman inside the cage glared at her fiercely, wondering what this imposter wanted after stealing her identity...
"Chloe Ford" patted her face and said, "Don’t worry, once I’ve achieved my goal, I’ll leave, and you can go back to being yourself."
After speaking, the woman went upstairs again.
But just as she reached the top of the stairs, her chest suddenly ached, and she vomited a mouthful of blood.
"Could it really be wearing off this quickly?"
"Chloe Ford" muttered.
She had deliberately followed Sebastian Blackwood overseas. This man had an incredibly strong will; in the familiar domestic environment, her hypnosis was practically useless on him.
Abroad, she waited until his headache was unbearable before appearing. Even then, it took a lot of effort to achieve everything now, leaving an impression of Nina Shaw in his heart.
But now they’ve just returned home, and there are already faint signs of the hypnosis breaking...
"Chloe Ford" grit her teeth and smiled.
No way, she paid such a high price to learn hypnosis, there’s no way it can be undone.
If forcefully undone, Sebastian Blackwood would be nothing but a fool!
Blackwood Manor.
Ivy Kensington watched as the man gradually fell asleep, his face of godlike beauty, and her tense heart slowly relaxed.
Ever since Owen Rhodes told her about Sebastian Blackwood’s severe headaches, she had been looking for a solution. It seemed tonight’s mugwort and acupoint massage method worked...
As she was thinking this, the man in deep sleep suddenly opened his eyes.
At the moment he saw her, a flash of disgust crossed his eyes.
"Get out!"
Sebastian Blackwood forcefully pushed her away.
Unaware, Ivy Kensington’s body hit the corner of the sofa, and she took a sharp breath from the pain.
"Who allowed you to get so close to me?"
Seeing her in pain, Sebastian Blackwood frowned subconsciously.
Ivy Kensington stood up enduring the pain, looking back at him, "Mr. Blackwood, Master Blackwood! You yourself obediently lay on the sofa letting me handle you, and now you’re blaming me, don’t be ridiculous."
Sebastian Blackwood recalled, and indeed, he really did lie down at her words...
His handsome face was somewhat unnatural, and then he saw Ivy Kensington holding out her palm to him, "Consultation fee, one thousand."
The man’s deep eyes suddenly darkened, "Consultation fee?"
"Do you really think my help with burning mugwort and massaging earlier was for free?"
Ivy Kensington answered calmly and firmly.
Sebastian Blackwood had nothing to say, this woman, was simply too outrageous!
Only one thousand, it’s not like he couldn’t afford it.
With a large hand outstretched, he directly gave Ivy Kensington a black card, "Take it!"
Ivy Kensington naturally accepted it, after all, if she didn’t take this money, it might be swindled by Nina Shaw in the end; she might as well keep it in her pocket.
The next day.
Ivy Kensington received a call from Sharon Langley, "Ivy, I have good news, I’m getting engaged!"
Ever since breaking off the engagement with the Taylor family, the Langley family’s threshold had been worn down. The elite families’ young masters in Veridia were all showing favor towards the Langley family, and Sharon Langley had her eye on the second son of the Eastwood family.
The two had spent some time together and grew even more fond of each other, so the marriage was decided.
Ivy Kensington, hearing this, sincerely congratulated her, "Congratulations."
"Today I’m going to pick out an engagement dress. You have a good eye, could you come with me?"
Ivy Kensington thought for a moment, with the lab members still in the hospital, she didn’t need to go over there for now, so she nodded, "Of course, no problem. Send me the address."
The two arrived at the bridal shop and ran into a familiar face.
"I want the latest design from designer Z."
Nina Shaw said arrogantly to the shop assistant, then turned and saw Ivy Kensington and Sharon Langley, becoming even more boastful, "This is the dress for Brother Sebastian’s and my future engagement. Only the most luxurious design is worthy of me."