CHAPTER 208: CHAPTER 208: IVY SUMMERS WILL ONLY MARRY ME

Rachel Shaw coughed forcefully several times, but nothing came out, and her throat hurt even more.

"Mom, since Miss Shaw isn’t answering, let’s wait for the poison to act."

"I’ll speak!"

Rachel Shaw shouted. She still had revenge to take; she couldn’t die.

Grace Norwood crossed her arms, "Alright, I’m giving you a chance."

"This bracelet, it’s... it’s Ivy Summers’!"

"Ivy Summers?" Luna Sinclair frowned, "That’s the woman who exposed you at the engagement party last night!"

"...Yes, the bracelet belonged to her mother. After her mother died, she gave it to her. I stole... stole it from her!" As Rachel Shaw spoke, her voice grew softer.

Luna Sinclair looked at the bracelet, gritted her teeth, and let out a soft laugh.

"Ivy Summers is Old Master Sterling’s granddaughter, and his only daughter, Vivian Sterling, is Ivy Summers’ mother. The bracelet was given to Ivy by her mother. Ha, everything fits."

Grace Norwood noticed Luna Sinclair’s peculiar expression and asked, "Mom, what are you muttering about?"

"How old is Ivy Summers this year?"

Rachel Shaw looked at Luna Sinclair, a bit scared, and stammered, "She... she’s probably twenty-nine..."

"Twenty-nine..." Luna Sinclair murmured, her gaze like a venomous snake, a cold chill flashed through her eyes as she looked at the bracelet, and she suddenly laughed coldly.

The laugh sent shivers down Rachel Shaw’s spine.

"Mom, is this bracelet important?" Grace Norwood asked.

"It’s important, of course it is. It’s the heirloom of the Northwood Family, and only the matriarch of the family is worthy of owning it."

"Then shouldn’t it be in your possession? Why is it with another woman?"

As Grace Norwood spoke, Luna Sinclair’s face grew colder.

Rachel Shaw realized.

This bracelet belonged to the Northwood Family.

She had been wondering how the Summers Family could give Ivy Summers’ mother something so precious.

Turns out, it belonged to someone else.

Rachel Shaw immediately said, "It must be Ivy Summers and her mother who stole the bracelet. They were both cheap and poor. I’ve always wondered where they got the bracelet from. Now that it’s back with its rightful owner, you mustn’t let that thief get away."

Luna Sinclair understood Rachel Shaw’s intentions right away, "You want us to eliminate your enemy?"

Rachel Shaw’s thoughts were exposed, she stammered, "They stole your bracelet; you won’t let them get away, right?"

Luna Sinclair scoffed disdainfully, "Whether I let them go has nothing to do with you."

"No, it does. I know Ivy Summers very well. If you want to do something, I can help you."

"You think you can?" Luna Sinclair stepped forward, pinching Rachel Shaw’s chin, "You’ve ended up like this, and you think you can help me?"

"I can do many things as long as you save me."

Luna Sinclair raised an eyebrow, seeing the hatred burning in Rachel Shaw’s eyes.

"Are you really useful?"

Rachel Shaw nodded frantically.

Luna Sinclair released Rachel Shaw’s chin, "Grace, give her the antidote."

With that, Luna Sinclair turned and walked out. Grace Norwood threw down the antidote and followed Luna Sinclair out.

"Mom, what exactly is going on?" Grace Norwood caught up to Luna Sinclair and grabbed her, only to find Luna Sinclair’s eyes were already red.

Grace Norwood frowned, "Mom?"

"Grace, do you know where your name comes from?"

Grace Norwood blinked, "Wasn’t it given by Dad?"

"Yes, your father named you. Grace, Grace, even your name bears the mark of the woman he loved." Luna Sinclair tightly gripped the bracelet in her hand, "This bracelet should’ve been mine. He gave it to that woman. I thought once she died, everything would end. But she left a daughter behind, ha."

"What daughter? Mom, what do you mean?" Grace Norwood anxiously looked at Luna Sinclair.

Luna Sinclair took a deep breath, "Grace, don’t worry. Mom won’t let our position be shaken one bit."

Grace Norwood was confused, "I don’t understand."

"You don’t need to understand; you only need to know that Ivy Summers is our enemy now."

Luna Sinclair walked to the window and looked outside, her voice low, "Vivian Sterling, I will imprison your daughter here for eternity, just like I trapped you back then."

...

Afternoon.

Ivy Summers had just picked up three little ones from school when Gregory Lancaster and Seraphina Kennedy appeared at The Sterling Gates.

Gregory Lancaster was seated in the car while Seraphina Kennedy paced back and forth at the entrance.

Ivy Summers noticed this and came out.

"Mr. Lancaster, Mrs. Lancaster, is there something you need?"

"Ivy." Seraphina Kennedy took a step forward.

Seeing Ivy Summers, a rare trace of guilt appeared in Seraphina Kennedy’s eyes.

If they hadn’t believed Rachel Shaw so much at the time, Ivy Summers and the three kids wouldn’t have suffered so much.

Thinking carefully about what had happened, the truth was right in front of them all along.

But they didn’t believe it.

Creating this situation was largely their fault.

"Ivy, we would like to see the children." Seraphina Kennedy’s tone was much softer than before.

Gregory Lancaster slammed the car door and got out, striding over, "Ivy Summers, return the children to our Lancaster Family."

Ivy Summers didn’t give them a pleasant expression, "Mr. Lancaster, Mrs. Lancaster, the children carry the Summers name. When Damien Lancaster and I divorced, the custody rights weren’t allocated to the Lancaster Family in the divorce agreement."

"That was your trick, divorcing Damien intentionally before the children were discovered."

Ivy Summers calmly nodded, "So you’re here at The Sterling Gates today to take the children by force?"

"Don’t think that you can keep the children just because the Sterling Family is backing you."

Seraphina Kennedy softened her voice, speaking to Ivy Summers, "Ivy, you’re still young. Mr. Scott has proposed to you, which means that in the future, you might marry him. You wouldn’t want to bring three kids into a new marriage, would you? So, you should hand the kids over to the Lancaster Family."

From behind, Zachary Lancaster tutted and clicked his tongue, "Mom, Dad, if my brother hears what you said, he’ll be pissed."

Gregory Lancaster looked up to see Zachary Lancaster actually at The Sterling Gates, "Why are you at The Sterling Gates?"

Zachary Lancaster came forward behind Ivy Summers, "I’m now my sister-in-law’s personal bodyguard."

"What did you say?" Gregory Lancaster’s temples throbbed twice.

The eldest son wants to marry into her family for this woman!

The younger son comes to be a bodyguard for this woman?

Will it be that in a while, he and Seraphina Kennedy should serve her as servants?

"Get over here."

"I don’t want to."

"Well, well." Gregory Lancaster glared at Ivy Summers, his mouth twitching, squeezing out two words after a long pause, "Enchantress!"

Ivy Summers "..."

"You enchantress!"

Gregory Lancaster looked at Ivy Summers with a look of hatred.

Ivy Summers was helpless, "You want custody of the children, I can’t do that, but I can let the children go back to the Lancaster Family every few days, like before."

"Really?" Seraphina Kennedy was delighted.

Ivy Summers nodded, "Yes."

Ivy Summers knew clearly that she couldn’t keep the children with her all the time, otherwise the Lancaster Family would go crazy.

She had discussed it with the children, just like before, they’ll spend time at both the Lancaster Family and her place.

Without Rachel Shaw now, she felt relieved.

The children should receive more love, and she wasn’t the kind of stubborn, heartless woman that couldn’t be reasoned with.

"This is good." Seraphina Kennedy agreed.

Though it’s a compromise, it’s better than not seeing the children at all.

"The children don’t belong to the Lancaster Family, what will happen if you get married then? Whose will the children be?" Seraphina Kennedy was easy to talk to, but Gregory Lancaster was not.

"I’m not married yet."

"This has to be made clear." Gregory Lancaster was afraid of a repeat of what happened last night.

Last night he hoped Ivy Summers would agree to Noah Scott, so Damien Lancaster would give up.

But he also hoped she wouldn’t agree, because the children might be taken away.

"She won’t get married, and even if she does, she’ll only marry me."

A voice sounded from behind.

Damien Lancaster had arrived.

Zachary Lancaster had called Damien Lancaster over.

Gregory Lancaster realized immediately that it was Zachary Lancaster, the traitor, who tipped him off.

"Where does your confidence come from?" Ivy Summers glanced at him.

Damien Lancaster was utterly serious, "From myself."

"Heh... from yourself." Zachary Lancaster leaned to the side, successfully amused.

Ivy Summers took a deep breath and looked at Gregory Lancaster, "Children aren’t commodities; they have the right to decide who they want to be with. In the future, whoever they want to be with, they will be."

"Are you kidding me? The children just want to stay with you, and once you say this, they’re still yours in the future."

Ivy Summers raised an eyebrow, "Mr. Lancaster, do you have such little confidence in yourself? You should learn a thing or two from your son."

Thick-skinned confidence.

Damien Lancaster concurred with Ivy Summers, "That works."

Seraphina Kennedy also nodded, "This works too. We have to respect the children’s wishes."

Gregory Lancaster looked at Seraphina Kennedy, "You’ve been brainwashed by her too?"

"Unless you come up with a better idea? Otherwise, we’ll just keep dragging this out."

Gregory Lancaster’s brows twitched.

Damien Lancaster, "Let’s settle it then."

Gregory Lancaster wanted to argue, but everyone else had no objections, leaving him with nothing to say.

He could only reluctantly agree for now.

So the matter was settled in a happy-yet-unhappy way.

After Gregory Lancaster and Seraphina Kennedy left, Ivy Summers turned to go back too, but Damien Lancaster called after her.

Zachary Lancaster cooperatively made himself scarce.

All around was silent, leaving only Ivy Summers and Damien Lancaster.

Ivy Summers said nothing.

Damien Lancaster just looked at her.

The atmosphere felt tense.

Until Damien Lancaster spoke, "Rachel Shaw ran away, be careful lately."

"Ran away? Wasn’t she caught by the police, how did she escape?"

"From the hospital, miscarriage, escaped amid chaos."

Ivy Summers frowned, "She was really pregnant!"

Rachel Shaw had been pregnant for just over a month, and now she had miscarried.

Ivy Summers found her both hateful and pitiful, recklessly risking everything and causing harm to herself.

"What do we do now?"

"We’re searching for her."

Ivy Summers understood, "I will be careful."

Just as she was about to turn and leave, Ivy Summers noticed Damien Lancaster’s rolled-up sleeves, revealing a forearm full of scars.

Both old and new wounds.

There was a scar she was very familiar with, from that time when Grimblade threw her out the window and Damien Lancaster saved her, getting his arm cut by broken glass.

The scar was deep, it had healed, but looked alarming.

The new wounds seemed even worse.

"What’s wrong with your hand?"

Damien Lancaster glanced at his arm.

Last night he had cut it when the bottle shattered and fragments flew back at him.