"Dahlia, you’re truly so fortunate, this baby is definitely a boy."
"Yes, Dahlia, I’m so envious of you. The child you and Master Blackwood have will surely be the most noble."
At the birthday party, various socialites surrounded Dahlia Kensington, showering her with compliments one after another.
Because of the herb competition recently, Dahlia Kensington had been harshly criticized, but at that moment, she couldn’t feel more pleased.
She was Mrs. Blackwood, and the child in her belly was the first great-grandchild of the Blackwood family!
Dahlia Kensington deliberately caressed her belly with a blissful expression and said, "Originally, Sebastian didn’t want me to attend the party tonight—he was worried I’d be too tired, and he even bought many books about pregnancy precautions..."
Once those words were spoken, everyone expressed their admiration: "Master Blackwood is so good to you; only you, Dahlia, could make someone as aloof as him act like that."
Dahlia Kensington deliberately responded with a shy murmur.
Ivy Kensington stood just behind them, listening to their conversation, feeling a slight pang of bitterness in her heart.
Could Sebastian Blackwood be really pleased about Dahlia Kensington’s pregnancy?
Lost in her thoughts, someone nudged her: "Newcomer, quickly go to the kitchen and bring out the desserts."
Ivy Kensington had applied ugly makeup today, disguised herself as a maid to infiltrate the birthday party, her goal was to investigate the Heavenly Heart Lotus.
Upon hearing this, she quickly responded and hurried towards the kitchen.
But as she passed through the long corridor, she accidentally bumped into a figure.
Ivy Kensington instinctively apologized, and looking up, saw Sebastian Blackwood? It was him?
Recalling the previous kiss, Ivy Kensington’s face warmed, and she turned to flee.
Sebastian Blackwood immediately saw through the woman’s feeble disguise.
His deep gaze darkened as he directly grabbed Ivy Kensington’s arm, pulling her into a room.
Ivy Kensington’s breath tightened as she forcefully pushed him.
Why was he bringing her here?
Sebastian Blackwood silently pulled open Ivy Kensington’s collar with his large hand, revealing a girl’s beautiful collarbone with nothing but a pale red mark, like a birthmark.
Sebastian Blackwood’s Adam’s apple bobbed; disappointment surfaced in his eyes.
He had suspected Ivy Kensington to be the girl beside him every night, but her collarbone lacked the eagle mark...
"Mr. Blackwood, please have some decency!"
Her clothes were inexplicably pulled, making Ivy Kensington angry as she fiercely glared at Sebastian Blackwood.
What kind of person just pulls at her clothes without a word!
And to get upset with him too?
Sebastian Blackwood laughed coldly; last time he helped her pick up Ronnie, and she didn’t even say thank you.
Ivy Kensington was annoyed by the man’s intense gaze, just ready to slip out from under his arm when June Keane’s voice suddenly came instructing a servant—
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Someone was coming in?
Ivy Kensington panicked instantly. If discovered, Sebastian Blackwood might escape unscathed, but she would be done for! Being labeled as seducing the master of the house was enough to ruin her!
"Mr. Blackwood, please move, let me hide..."
Ivy Kensington was extremely tense, her voice trembling by now.
This pitiable appearance triggered a slight itch in Sebastian Blackwood’s heart. He deliberately maintained a cold expression and said, "This is the Blackwood family, why should I move for you?"
As his words fell, the sound of a servant opening the door suddenly rang out.
The strings in Ivy Kensington’s mind immediately pulled taut, and in her panic, she accidentally grabbed Sebastian Blackwood’s arm causing them both to tumble onto the sofa behind, his heated body enveloping her tightly...