CHAPTER 23: CHAPTER 23: FIGHTING TEA WITH TEA, IVY SUMMERS AVENGES SOPHIE!

"You! Who are you calling an old lady?"

Seraphina Kennedy was not pleased.

She was only fifty, and because she took good care of herself, people said she looked like she was in her thirties, yet this little brat actually called her an old lady?

Sophie blinked her innocent big eyes and instinctively glanced at Ivy Summers.

What a strange old lady.

No matter what she’s called, she doesn’t like it.

Damien Lancaster walked over, and Sophie looked at Damien, "Uncle, did Sophie say it wrong?"

Damien curled his lips into a smile, "No, you didn’t."

"Damien Lancaster, you!" Seraphina Kennedy’s expression couldn’t hold up, "I’m your mother, and you’re siding with outsiders?"

"If Granny doesn’t want to be called that, what do you want her to call you?" Damien asked lightly.

"I..."

Seraphina was so angry she didn’t know what to do.

Sophie smiled innocently and sweetly.

"Old lady, don’t be angry, if Sophie upset you, Sophie apologizes."

Seraphina was about to explode with anger.

Ivy Summers raised her hand to rub her forehead, wanting to laugh, but she managed to hold it in.

She swore she never taught Sophie to be like this.

...

Sophie was matching wits and courage with the Lancaster Family, while Nathan and Leo were also not idle.

At this moment, the two had already arrived at the Summers Family’s house; following the code Ivy Summers had given them, they entered and immediately got to work.

Scheming dad and vicious aunt, dare to bully my mommy and sister, just wait.

At dinner, Ivy Summers walked into the kitchen; seeing no one there, Rachel Shaw followed her in.

"Ivy Summers, do you have some secret you’re hiding from us?"

Rachel Shaw had thought about it for a long time and still felt that the paternity test the old man mentioned had something to do with Ivy Summers.

"What secret?"

"I’m asking you, huh."

"How would I know which secret you’re asking about if you don’t say?" Ivy Summers raised an eyebrow.

"You did it on purpose, didn’t you?" Rachel Shaw was furious and viciously picked up a nearby cup of water, ready to pour it on Ivy Summers.

Ivy Summers’ eyes flashed coldly, and she grabbed her wrist, "Pouring it on Sophie wasn’t enough? Still want to use this trick?"

"Let go!" Rachel Shaw lowered her voice to avoid being overheard by others outside.

Ivy Summers glanced outside; her bright eyes flashed with mischief. Suddenly she reached for a kettle nearby, "Want some water? Let me offer you a full pot."

Ivy Summers directly pointed the kettle’s spout towards Rachel Shaw’s mouth and poured it.

The tea had been left for a while, probably sixty or seventy degrees, still hot when brought close to the mouth, and Ivy Summers poured it directly into Rachel Shaw’s mouth.

"Ah..."

Rachel Shaw opened her mouth, and the hot water poured into it.

Rachel Shaw hurriedly tried to stop it, directly smashing the cup in her hand.

"Bang!"

The cup shattered into pieces.

The loud noise immediately drew the attention of those outside.

"What happened?" Hearing the sound, Seraphina Kennedy was the first to come in.

By that time, Ivy Summers had already put down the kettle and was standing there innocently.

Enraged, Rachel Shaw raised her hand and swung it towards Ivy Summers’ face, "You bitch."

But her slap was immediately intercepted by a large hand, and Ivy Summers, looking frightened, took a step back directly into the man’s broad, strong, and secure chest.

Looking up, she saw Damien Lancaster’s tense handsome face, and Ivy Summers wickedly curled her lips, "Damien, I don’t know why Miss Shaw wants to hit me. I’m so scared..."

Damien Lancaster frowned, glanced at the woman nestled in his arms.

Since when did this woman start talking like this?

Rachel Shaw saw Ivy Summers acting first to gain the upper hand and was so angry her eyes filled with tears; she glared hatefully at Ivy Summers, "You’re lying, you know it was you, Damien, she poured hot water into my mouth."

Damien Lancaster glanced down at the woman in his arms, who looked like a startled little beast.

Ivy Summers shook her head fearfully, her beautiful eyes full of tears on the verge of falling, looking even more pitiable.

"I didn’t, Damien, I didn’t; Miss Shaw, why are you accusing me? Is it just because of what happened in the daytime? If so, can I apologize to you? Please don’t falsely accuse me."

Rachel Shaw was shocked; Ivy Summers had stolen her lines.

This was supposed to be her script.

Realizing she would soon be unable to explain, she anxiously tried to clarify, "Ivy Summers, you’re lying, Damien, don’t trust her, she really poured hot water into my mouth..."

Watching Rachel Shaw’s imposing manner.

Ivy Summers playfully tucked herself further into Damien Lancaster’s arms, looking up with pitiful eyes at Damien, "Damien, I’m scared..."

Damien Lancaster’s deep eyes were locked on her, his long brows slightly raised.

Rachel Shaw stepped forward, "Damien..."

Damien Lancaster, looking at Ivy Summers in his embrace, wrapped his large hand around her slender waist, "Don’t be afraid."

Rachel Shaw’s eyes widened.

Ivy Summers glanced at Rachel Shaw, curled her lips into a smile full of seduction and satire.

Rachel Shaw’s chest heaved with anger, "You green tea bitch! You damn green tea!"

"You said I poured water into your mouth; there’s a surveillance camera here; let’s check the footage."