Old Madam Blackwood slammed her chopsticks onto the dining table, her expression terribly unpleasant.
This girl Ivy Kensington dared to have her pride and joy of a grandson peel shrimp for her, she truly has some nerve.
Ivy knew what Old Madam was angry about. She smiled faintly and didn’t hold back. Instead, she said, "Master Blackwood, my hand hurts, can you feed me?"
Remembering last night, Sebastian Blackwood’s eyes deepened a little, then he dipped the peeled shrimp in sauce and personally fed it to Ivy’s mouth.
This scene almost gave Old Madam Blackwood a heart attack.
This Ivy Kensington was truly underestimated by her!
"Not eating anymore."
Old Madam Blackwood couldn’t eat any more, if she did, she’d probably have a heart attack on the spot.
Claire Crowley sat at the edge of the dining table, her expression also not looking particularly good. Follow current novels on n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net
She truly didn’t expect Master Blackwood to really spoil Ivy Kensington , why would he!
"Aunt Claire, are you going to be a third wheel for my mommy and daddy here?"
Ronnie blinked innocently and asked at that moment.
For a moment, Claire Crowley’s face turned green. She really didn’t have that thick of a skin.
Biting her lip, Claire stood up awkwardly and smiled, "I just remembered, I have a schedule to catch, so I’ll leave first."
Seeing her leave, Ronnie happily wriggled his little butt.
"Hmph, finally that bad woman has some self-awareness."
Meanwhile, Sebastian Blackwood continued to peel shrimp for Ivy, Ivy glanced at him, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "You don’t have to keep peeling."
It was just an act earlier.
Sebastian quietly replied, rendering Ivy speechless.
This man! Truly unpredictable.
After dinner was finished, Old Madam Blackwood said she was going upstairs to rest, but actually she was secretly keeping an eye on the happenings downstairs.
"Madam, Master Blackwood left with Miss Kensington and Ronnie, they look really close," said the old servant, echoing in her ears, causing Old Madam’s heart to tense up.
Her grandson, why must it be Ivy Kensington?
Suddenly, there was a knocking sound downstairs, "Mom, I’m back, hurry and open the door."
It was Arthur Blackwood’s voice.
Four years ago, he was sent to the police by Sebastian Blackwood on charges of embezzlement, and subsequently, no one bailed him out, hence Arthur genuinely sat in jail for several years.
Now upon returning, he learned a shocking piece of news!
Old Madam Blackwood heard the voice and went downstairs, seeing it was Arthur, she rolled her eyes unhappily, "You ungrateful son, you still have the face to come back."
Being sent to jail by his own son for embezzlement, that kind of news, it completely ruins one’s reputation!
"Mom, the position of CEO of the Blackwood Group, Sebastian cannot hold it any longer!"
Arthur Blackwood spoke with a vicious gaze.
Old Madam Blackwood immediately struck him with her cane, "Scoundrel, if Sebastian doesn’t hold this position, will you take it then? Do you have the capability?"
Old Madam Blackwood was well aware that the reason the Blackwood Group has developed to such a stable state today is largely because of Sebastian Blackwood. His competence strength has only made Blackwood Group better.
If replaced with another person, Blackwood Group might very well go downhill.
Arthur snorted forcefully, "Sebastian is not even a real Blackwood! June, that shameless woman, put horns on me!!"
Mentioning this, Arthur’s teeth itched with hatred.
He always wondered, why over the years, he couldn’t get close to Sebastian Blackwood. Turns out, he wasn’t his own flesh and blood!