CHAPTER 93: CHAPTER 93: DAMIEN LANCASTER USES SOPHIE TO THREATEN IVY SUMMERS

Ivy Summers, dare to play?

"What if I can’t leave?"

Clever.

She knows the consequences of not leaving.

Damien Lancaster stepped forward, and as she retreated, he wrapped his arm around her waist, not letting her escape.

"If you can’t leave, then stay and be my wife obediently."

He lowered his head, his gaze falling on her exquisite face.

"You’re very beautiful, Ivy Summers. I don’t want other men to touch such a beautiful woman."

Ivy Summers’ beautiful eyes lifted slightly, her hand resting on his chest, gently stroking.

"So you fancy my face?"

Three years as a couple, how could she not know that he’s a face-watcher.

Just as she was speaking.

In the next second, Damien Lancaster frowned.

This woman pinched his flesh.

Taking advantage of his pain, Ivy Summers pushed him away and put some distance between them.

She cursed, "Damien Lancaster, the shameless one is you, making me play a cat-and-mouse game, and you’re the absolute ruler of this game, you tell me, how can I win?"

Leaving Aethelgard right under his nose.

Is she dreaming?

"That’s your problem."

Ivy Summers narrowed her eyes, "Do you really want me to stay? Aren’t you afraid we’ll both be sick of each other? Damien Lancaster, a forced melon is not sweet."

"How do you know it’s not sweet until you’ve tried it?"

In Ivy Summers’ eyes, Damien Lancaster was acting like a lunatic today.

His actions were incomprehensible.

After a moment of silence, Ivy Summers pressed her lips tightly.

She knew, no matter what, this was an opportunity.

Even if she didn’t succeed, she could still run.

"Don’t think about agreeing this time, and running next time when you fail."

Damien Lancaster seemed to know her thoughts inside out.

His voice was deep, "I’ve given you a chance, next time you run, if you’re caught once, your legs will be broken."

Damn it.

Ivy Summers cursed Damien Lancaster’s ancestors eighteen generations in her heart.

He obviously knew she couldn’t run away.

He was deliberately giving her hope, only to plunge her into despair.

Ivy Summers, with her unyielding nature, just had to give it a try.

"Any means, right?"

"Yes."

"Then let’s try."

Divorce, no entanglement, no kids! Too many chips were stacked up, too tempting, it was worth a try for Ivy Summers.

Ivy looked at the time, it was now four in the afternoon, and she didn’t have much time left.

Ivy Summers turned and left directly.

Damien Lancaster watched her back, picked up the phone, "From now on, put down everything in your hands and keep an eye on Ivy Summers, don’t let her leave Aethelgard for a single step."

...

As Ivy Summers went downstairs, she encountered Lawyer Sawyer and Assistant Dixon, who were about to leave.

They were all people of Gregory Lancaster.

Ivy Summers’ eyes shifted, thinking of a way, and she walked up, "Assistant Dixon."

Diana Dalton naturally knew Ivy Summers, and since she wasn’t divorced from Damien Lancaster, Diana politely addressed her as, "Young Madam."

"Could you give me President Lancaster’s contact information?"

Diana Dalton hesitated slightly...

An hour later, Ivy Summers arrived at the airport.

She applied for a private plane route, and at this moment, the private plane was parked on the airport tarmac.

Damien Lancaster said any means, including a private plane.

In the car, Noah Scott, dressed in a black robe, leaned back lazily, looking as if he just woke up, completely at ease, yet his deep-set, cold features and tall, upright stature were exceptionally intimidating.

He looked at Ivy Summers in the passenger seat, "What are you playing at?"

"Cat and mouse game."

"You’re the cat?"

"I’m the mouse."

"..." Noah Scott took a drag on his cigarette, "So?"

"Need to run."

Noah Scott, "..."

"Need your help."

Noah Scott agreed with an "Mm," without saying a word, "Get out of the car."

"Wait, are you just going dressed like that?"

Ivy Summers looked at his casual attire, going in and out of the airport, it’s too...

"Is there a problem?"

Ivy Summers tugged at her lips, "Forget it, it’s not important."

Ivy Summers pushed open the car door and got out.

Meanwhile, on Damien Lancaster’s side, Julian Jacobs came to report, "Sir, Miss Summers sought Noah Scott’s help, and they are already at the airport."

Damien Lancaster sat there expressionless, giving no hint of what he was thinking.

Julian Jacobs had already stationed men around the airport, just waiting for Damien’s command, ensuring Ivy Summers couldn’t leave Aethelgard.

"Sir, do you need to stop Miss Summers?"

"What was her expression when she went to the airport?"

Damien Lancaster’s question caught Julian Jacobs by surprise.

Julian thought for a moment, "Well... she seemed happy..."

"Was her happiness obvious?"

Julian Jacobs didn’t respond.

Damien Lancaster glanced at him, "You don’t have to say it, I know her happiness was obvious."

Leaving him would make her extremely happy.

"No need to stop her for now, let her enjoy her happiness for a little while longer."

After a brief moment of happiness, she’d be unhappy.

Does she think getting Noah Scott’s help would work?

Doesn’t she know whose territory this is?

"Bring Sophie and Ella Morgan over." Damien Lancaster’s voice was low.

"Yes."

Damien Lancaster allowed Ivy Summers to use any means, but he never said he wouldn’t use his own methods.

...

Elsewhere, Rachel Shaw was frantically urging Phillip Shaw to gather information on Ivy Summers.

Hearing that Ivy was at the airport planning to leave Aethelgard, Rachel’s face turned ominous, "Ivy Summers intends to leave? Didn’t Damien stop her? And what about Sophie, her child, didn’t she take her?"

Phillip Shaw said, "She didn’t take that child."

Rachel Shaw let out a cold laugh, "Ivy Summers can really act, knowing that taking the child now would be self-defeating, she simply leaves the child in Aethelgard and tries to go back herself. But can she really go back?"

Rachel Shaw wouldn’t let Ivy Summers return, this bitch had harmed her so badly, and she herself intended to walk away?

Wishful thinking.

"Dad, figure out a way, get rid of Ivy Summers!"

Phillip Shaw was taken aback by her words, quickly going over to close the hospital room door, "Are you crazy?"

"I am crazy."

She’d suffered humiliation.

She couldn’t swallow this anger.

Ivy Summers must die.

Penelope Page worriedly advised her, "The incident just happened; don’t be so hasty. Even if you want revenge, you should wait."

"No." Rachel Shaw shook her head resolutely, "Mom, you’re wrong. Just because the incident just happened, Ivy Summers thinks she’s won. Now, when she’s most relaxed, is the best time to strike."

"But isn’t she about to leave?"

Rachel Shaw believed that once she disclosed Sophie’s secret to the Lancaster Family, they wouldn’t let Sophie leave first.

Without Sophie leaving, Ivy Summers wouldn’t leave either.

"She can’t leave, Dad. As long as she hasn’t, it’s the best time to make a move. An accidental death that leaves no trace."

Rachel Shaw’s malevolent smile curled up, her determined look to see Ivy Summers dead sent chills down the backs of Phillip Shaw and Penelope Page.

...

Ivy Summers made her way to the tarmac, she was about to board the private plane, and everything was going smoothly.

So smoothly that Ivy Summers, even surrounded by Noah Scott’s people, still felt uneasy.

And as she expected, just as she was about to get on the plane, she was suddenly surrounded.

Soon, many of Damien Lancaster’s people appeared around, whom Ivy Summers recognized at once.

Ivy Summers wasn’t flustered and looked back at them.

Damien Lancaster’s subordinate stepped forward and said, "Miss Summers, my master asked if you didn’t plan on keeping Sophie? If not, he’ll take her back to the Lancaster Family."