"Alright, Master Blackwood!"
The florist cheerfully agreed, and ten minutes later, he arrived at the scene holding nine hundred and ninety-nine eustomas, heading straight for Sebastian Blackwood.
"Master Blackwood, these are the flowers sent by your lady, the eustoma represents pure love, which shows how deeply your lady loves you!"
The florist exaggeratedly praised, "Master Blackwood, wishing you and your lady a long-lasting marriage!"
Sebastian Blackwood was already the focus of the banquet, and now, the florist’s actions drew everyone’s attention even more toward him.
Hearing the florist mention ’lady’ repeatedly, everyone was shocked.
"My goodness, when did Master Blackwood get married again? Could it be a secret marriage this time? Who is this lady?"
Ivy Kensington felt her mind go numb the moment she saw the florist.
Weren’t the flowers supposed to be sent to the manor?
Why did they come to the banquet site...
Ivy’s first reaction was to quickly make a getaway; if people found out she sent the flowers, there might be another scandal.
Just as she took two steps, Sebastian Blackwood’s deep and firm voice reached everyone’s ears: "Miss Kensington, I accept the flowers you sent."
The mention of Miss Kensington brought everyone’s gaze from Sebastian Blackwood to Ivy Kensington.
After all, she was the only one surnamed Kensington at the banquet.
The flowers were actually sent by Ivy Kensington to Master Blackwood, does this mean they are really getting back together?
Suddenly, everyone started gossiping among themselves.
At this moment, Ivy Kensington felt an impulse to kill Sebastian Blackwood.
Her intention in sending the flowers was to embarrass Sebastian Blackwood, but unexpectedly, the embarrassment fell on herself!
She awkwardly tugged at the corners of her mouth, and was about to reply when Ethan Ford gracefully took her small hand and calmly smiled as he addressed everyone: "Master Blackwood, I think you misunderstood, the flowers were sent by me on Ivy’s behalf."
The gossip paused, waiting to hear Ethan Ford’s next words.
"We actually planned to announce this news later, but today is a good day, so it’s fine to announce it now—Ivy and I are getting married!"
After calmly finishing his words, Ethan Ford lifted his arm, pulling Ivy Kensington into his embrace, his gaze coolly directed at Sebastian Blackwood.
Now, Ivy Kensington was his woman!
"Nine hundred bouquets of flowers are meant to tell Master Blackwood, thank you for your care of Ivy in the past; from now on, with me by her side, I won’t let her suffer any grievances."
Ethan Ford was already handsome, and although adopted by the Ford Family, he was still meticulously groomed by them, his noble aura unmistakable, especially now that he’s making such a declaration, further enhancing his presence.
Immediately, someone exclaimed, "Looking at it this way, Ethan Ford and Miss Kensington are truly a perfect match!"
"But isn’t Ethan Ford like Ivy’s nominal brother?"
"What’s the problem? He’s not her biological brother, marriage will only make their bond closer!"
Sebastian Blackwood’s handsome face turned completely somber the moment Ethan Ford spoke.
He sneered, his large hand forcefully squeezing the eustoma in his grip.
The Ford Family’s plans are really heating up, Ivy Kensington is his woman, and he wanted to see who dared to challenge him!
Sebastian Blackwood strode forcefully towards Ivy Kensington, gripping her slender wrist, his tone heavy: "She’s mine, no one else can touch her."
Then, he tugged Ivy Kensington along, ready to leave.
However, this time, Ethan Ford wouldn’t let go, grabbing Ivy Kensington’s other wrist.
"Master Blackwood, Ivy is my fiancée."
The tension was palpable!