CHAPTER 664: CHAPTER 664: WEDDING SUCCESSFULLY COMPLETED

Claire Crowley picked at her fingernails, leisurely saying, "I told you, I won’t give Nannan to you until you’ve completely separated from Master Blackwood. What does just escaping the marriage mean? Come to me once you’ve smoothly gotten the divorce certificate from Master Blackwood!"

"Once you have the certificate in hand, Nannan will naturally be safely delivered to your side!"

"Claire Crowley---!!!"

At this moment, Ivy Kensington wanted nothing more than to deal with Claire Crowley herself!

This woman is simply going back on her word.

Taking a deep breath, Ivy said, "You’re the one who said it. If you dare to go back on your word again, I’d rather take both my life and Nannan’s to drag you down with us!!!"

Even through the phone screen, Claire Crowley could feel Ivy Kensington’s anger and determination.

She’s aware this is the last chance. If next time she still refuses to hand over Nannan, Ivy will certainly fight her to the death.

A strange chill passed through her heart, Claire Crowley said, "Rest assured, I’ll definitely keep my word!"

The call ended, and Ivy Kensington collapsed onto the sofa, her eyes vacant.

"Ivy, what’s happened, tell me. If there’s anything I can do to help, I will do my utmost."

Leo Sherman, seeing her like this, offered some words of comfort.

Ivy looked at him, about to speak, when "bang bang bang---"

An undeniable knocking sounded at the door, and Sebastian Blackwood’s deep magnetic voice came through the door panel.

"Ivy Kensington, I know you’re in there, open the door!"

The man’s voice was calm, but Ivy understood that he was already on the edge of fury!

How did he find this place so quickly...

Leo Sherman, seeing her stunned, knew it had something to do with the man outside and asked, "Ivy, should I open the door?"

Ivy closed her eyes slightly, knowing that even if they didn’t open the door, Sebastian Blackwood would find a way to get in, so she nodded, "Go ahead."

Soon, Leo Sherman’s figure approached the door and opened it.

The man opposite him was taller by a good half-head, dressed in an ink-black suit, which made his figure look upright and tall.

Even though the expression on his handsome face wasn’t all that good, it was enough to make it impossible to look away.

Leo Sherman was momentarily stunned, yet Sebastian Blackwood didn’t give him even half a second’s glance.

His sharp gaze was solely fixed on Ivy Kensington sitting on the sofa.

Their gazes collided in the air.

Ivy Kensington felt a chill in her chest and instinctively avoided his eyes.

Sebastian Blackwood silently stared at her, then took a long stride to stand beside her.

"Come with me."

Ivy didn’t move.

After a moment, she asked him back, "Where to?"

She was pretending to be ignorant.

The man’s sharp brows carried a hint of unnoticeable pain, and when he spoke again, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Successfully complete the wedding."

Hearing him mention the word "wedding," Ivy Kensington couldn’t help but have sweaty palms.

She swallowed hard, then replied, "I’m not going."

As soon as she said this, it was as if a storm had engulfed the area around Sebastian Blackwood, his aura so oppressive it was suffocating!

How dare she say such words!

Sebastian Blackwood’s throat tightened, his tone turning icy: "Take back what you just said."

Ivy Kensington’s heart was fiercely pricked with pain, but she had to think about Nannan!

She turned her head, looking straight into the man’s eyes.

"Sebastian Blackwood, on what grounds do you make me go with you!"

She said each word clearly: "I can’t be with you. Nannan’s whereabouts are unknown, yet you ignore it. Is your heart made of stone? I can’t provoke a heartless man like you, can’t I at least hide from you!"