CHAPTER 737: CHAPTER 737: REPORTED

"Master Blackwood?"

Warren Yorke was dumbfounded, completely unprepared to see Sebastian Blackwood here!

For a moment, Warren’s heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Master Blackwood hasn’t really let go of Ivy Kensington, and has intentionally come after her?

However, Sebastian merely cast him a cold glance, then stepped past him with his long legs, carelessly walking forward into the only presidential suite in the whole hotel.

Warren Yorke watched him go in, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

It seems Master Blackwood doesn’t care about Ivy Kensington at all. In that case, he can rest easy!

The elevator door opened again with a "ding" sound.

Warren’s assistant helped the still unconscious Ivy Kensington up.

"Young Master Yorke."

"Quit dawdling and hurry up, take her to my room!"

Warren impatiently said, he could hardly wait anymore.

The assistant responded with a sound, assisting Ivy into the room.

Warren excitedly rubbed his hands at the door, then took out his special stimulant pills, swallowing five in one go!

Tonight, he intended to thoroughly handle Ivy Kensington, regaining all the face he lost at the gambling table!

Having made up his mind, Warren quickly shooed his assistant out and eagerly walked in himself.

"Ivy Kensington, tonight you’re mine!"

The room was dimly lit with a yellowish wall lamp, and the woman on the bed lay quietly, unaware of everything happening around her.

Warren walked over and directly embraced the woman from behind, kissing down her soft white neck.

This was Master Blackwood’s ex-wife. To think he could go through women once had by Master Blackwood, it brought him an unusual thrill!

Warren couldn’t control the excitement and trembled all over, forcefully tore off the light pink professional suit the woman was wearing!

In another presidential suite.

Sylvia Sterling entered, initially intending just to change clothes, but after some thought, she decided to take a shower first.

However, after finishing her shower and coming out wrapped in a bathrobe, she still hadn’t seen any sign of Sebastian Blackwood returning.

Could buying clothes take this long?

Sylvia felt a bit strange and was about to take out her phone to contact Sebastian when she heard footsteps coming from the corridor, causing her heart to stir uneasily.

What was happening outside?

Curious, Sylvia couldn’t help but walk over, opening the tightly shut door just a crack, and saw a group of people lined up outside, with uniformed policemen standing at the front.

"We’ve received reports of prostitution on this floor. Everyone will be investigated!"

Everyone staying at this hotel was someone of significance in Veridia, and when called out for a search under such charges, their faces turned pale green.

Who was falsely reporting behind the scenes, bringing such disgrace!

At this moment.

Warren Yorke was in the heat of the moment when the police burst in, completely startling him so much he collapsed from the bed!

"Get up, cooperate with our investigation!"

The police said expressionlessly, hauling Warren up from the bed and then turning on the room’s main lights.

The woman on the bed was also pulled down, and when Warren saw her, his eyes widened instantaneously!

Wait a minute... how could it be his assistant?

Wasn’t it supposed to be Ivy Kensington?!

"Young Master Yorke..."

The assistant’s face turned deeply red, completely avoiding eye contact with Warren.

This deal was between her and Ivy Kensington!

As soon as she helped Ivy out of the car, she had this thought. Aeterna Pharmaceuticals was such a large company, and in the future, it would be entrusted to Warren Yorke. As an assistant, she was constantly exhausted, not knowing when she’d ever make it big.