"I am Sebastian Blackwood’s grandmother, tell her directly."
Old Madam Blackwood might be old, but the aura she’s cultivated over the years was still present, and just her voice was enough to scare the young receptionist girl.
The receptionist’s face turned pale, and she instinctively stood up, "Okay... I’ll inform Miss Kensington right away."
Ivy Kensington’s office.
She had just finished writing a new proposal utilizing Datura and hadn’t had time to review it when the receptionist hurriedly knocked on her door.
"Miss Kensington, an elderly lady claiming to be Master Blackwood’s grandmother is asking to see you."
Ivy immediately guessed who it was. She glanced at the proposal in her hand, responded with an indifferent "oh" and didn’t move.
The receptionist experimentally asked, "Miss Kensington, aren’t you going?"
"Let her wait, I’m currently busy."
Ivy continued reviewing the proposal in her hands, replying without looking up.
The receptionist saw this, and had no choice but to honestly report back to Old Madam Blackwood.
Old Madam Blackwood was a bit angry. Well done, Ivy Kensington, I personally requested to see you, and yet you dare to make me wait. Just as Nina said, you’re domineering and unreasonable! Follow current novels on novel(ꜰ)ire.net
Ivy gradually went through revisions, deletions, and additions to the proposal for an entire hour before she finally decided on a version she was more satisfied with.
After organizing the proposal, Ivy leisurely went down to the lab hall.
No one had ever dared to make Old Madam Blackwood wait in her lifetime—an entire hour! Ivy Kensington actually dared too!
As soon as she saw Ivy, Old Madam Blackwood’s expression immediately darkened.
"Ivy Kensington, you actually dare to make me wait so long."
Old Madam Blackwood had a stubborn nature, preferring softness over hardness, and her temper flared at this moment.
Ivy looked at her with a half-smiling, half-not smile, saying, "Madam, you didn’t make an appointment, so it’s only right if I don’t come to see you."
Old Madam Blackwood looked at Ivy in disbelief.
Four years without seeing her, she clearly sensed the change in Ivy Kensington.
Her aura was even more formidable. Although she had always been neither humble nor arrogant before, she never had such deterrent power. It was evident that Ivy had been through a lot these past four years!
Previously, she could call someone casually and have Ivy taken to the hospital for an abortion, but now... obviously impossible!
Old Madam Blackwood’s expression changed again; no wonder Nina couldn’t outplay Ivy. This aura, honed through countless experiences, was not something Nina, a young lady who grew up in a honey pot, could match.
"If there’s nothing else, Madam, I won’t keep you company."
Having nothing more to say to Old Madam Blackwood, Ivy didn’t linger and turned to leave.
Old Madam Blackwood’s face turned blue with anger, as Ivy practically didn’t regard her at all.
The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable Old Madam Blackwood felt, and she chased after Ivy.
Today, she had to teach this girl a lesson for her complete lack of respect for her elders!
Ginny and Cody were brought over by the assistant, and as soon as the two little ones saw Ivy, they immediately rushed into her arms.
Ivy picked up Ginny and Cody, smiling as she asked, "Did you listen to Aunt Sharon today at her house?"
Cody nodded obediently, even pulling out a handful of candy from his pocket.
Like offering a treasure, he said, "Mommy, this is what my brother and I bought, it’s really tasty."
Ivy tried one, and laughed delightedly, "It is indeed delicious, thank you babies. But little ones shouldn’t eat too much candy, or you’ll get cavities, understand?"
Ginny and Cody nodded obediently, even pretending to brush their teeth.
This scene happened to fall into Old Madam Blackwood’s view.