CHAPTER 10: CHAPTER 10: IMPOSTOR?

"Mom!"

Dahlia Kensington was stunned and hurriedly said, "We can’t let Ivy Kensington go."

She’s not worthy to stand by Sebastian Blackwood’s side!

"Do you want some other unfamiliar woman accompanying Master Blackwood instead?"

Anne Linden discreetly tapped Dahlia Kensington’s head.

Her daughter was foolish; no matter how, Ivy Kensington was better than those seductive women outside. At least with the Peace Locket, she could obediently listen to them.

Dahlia Kensington understood, but deep down, she still felt unjust. However, thinking of her face, she could only warn viciously, "Ivy Kensington, consider yourself lucky. But I’m telling you, if you dare have any feelings for Sebastian, neither you nor your daughter will have it easy!"

Ivy Kensington sneered, "I told you, I only want my Peace Locket."

"As long as you cooperate well, this Peace Locket will naturally be returned to you."

Anne Linden knew she couldn’t push too hard, especially since Ivy Kensington was notoriously stubborn. She promised, "Once the event is over, it’ll be delivered to you immediately."

Ivy Kensington’s gaze trembled, and she pressed her lips tightly.

Once she returned home.

Tiffany Leighton and Ronnie were sleeping soundly.

Her place was small, so Tiffany Leighton had nowhere to sleep and just used two chairs to lie on.

Ivy Kensington felt a bit empathetic and woke her, "Tiffany, go sleep on the bed."

"Hmm?" Tiffany Leighton opened her eyes groggily, seeing Ivy safe, she breathed a sigh of relief and waved her hand, "No need, I’ll go sleep at home. You should sleep with Ronnie."

As she spoke, she stretched lazily. Since Ivy Kensington had her face turned, she didn’t notice the slap mark on her face.

"Be safe."

Ivy Kensington saw she was determined to leave and could only remind her to be careful.

"It’s fine, my brother is picking me up."

Tiffany Leighton waved and left.

Ivy Kensington tidied up a bit and then lay down next to Ronnie. Looking at Ronnie, she suddenly felt a pang of sadness.

"Joyce, Mommy is sorry."

Ronnie’s full name was Joyce Kensington. The little one, from childhood till now, had been sticking with her, enduring disdain without a father, and often being bullied.

But Ronnie was very obedient, cheerfully comforting her every day. If she hadn’t seen the surveillance footage today, she wouldn’t have realized how much Ronnie yearned for a father.

"Mommy..."

Ronnie woke up, rubbed her eyes, and hugged Ivy Kensington tightly, saying earnestly in a soft voice, "Mommy is very good to Ronnie. Ronnie is very happy to have you as my mommy."

Ivy Kensington smiled, patting Ronnie’s shoulder to lull her to sleep.

The next morning.

The Kensington family came to pick up Ivy Kensington.

Ivy Kensington followed them, with the makeup artist and stylist already waiting at the Kensington’s.

"Bitch!"

Dahlia Kensington was seething beside her, but she was helpless. Her face was now utterly unfit for going out.

Ivy Kensington finished applying makeup and stood beside Dahlia Kensington, even Anne Linden was momentarily taken aback.

If one were to find any difference, it was that Ivy Kensington’s figure was more alluring, her aura better.

"Madam, Master Blackwood has arrived."

Sister Wang ran in to inform them, and Anne Linden waved her hand as a signal, then warned, "Master Blackwood belongs to Dahlia, you better keep all your thoughts to yourself, got it?"

Ivy Kensington paid no attention, not even glancing, and walked straight outside.

"Mom, look at her!"

Dahlia Kensington was almost infuriated to tears; standing beside Ivy Kensington, she even began to suspect if she was the counterfeit.

A glint flashed in Anne Linden’s eyes as she said, "Don’t worry, after today Ivy Kensington will never appear before Master Blackwood again."

Outside the door.

A black Maybach was parked discreetly, the car window lowered halfway, faintly showing Sebastian Blackwood’s silhouette, seemingly napping.

Ivy Kensington suddenly felt a bit nervous, taking deep breaths secretly before getting in the car.

"Mr. Blackwood."

As soon as these words left her mouth, Ivy Kensington nearly bit off her tongue, feeling a bit guilty.

Dahlia Kensington would only call him Sebastian.