Ivy Kensington stood alone in the crowd, feeling isolated and helpless.
Sebastian Blackwood watched the scene unfold, a vein throbbing forcefully at his temple, and he lowered his voice, suddenly letting out a stern command: "Enough."
At his words, the group of girls accusing Ivy fell silent immediately.
Even Sabrina Pierce couldn’t help but glance at him, thinking perhaps Brother Sebastian still wanted to help Ivy...
Ivy’s heartstrings trembled, and she couldn’t help looking at Sebastian with a trace of expectation.
Maybe he was on her side...
However, in the next second, Ivy felt disappointed. Sebastian shot her a cold glance and repeated the same words: "Ivy, apologize sincerely to Sabrina, and let’s forget about this incident."
As for the spilled mountain of liquor, it was equally written off.
Ivy let out a bitter laugh, feeling that the bitter taste of the alcohol she swallowed earlier spread from her stomach to other parts.
Otherwise, why did her heart feel so sour?
He said he loved her, but why couldn’t he stand by her unconditionally just this once?
Ivy felt a sting in her nose, looking at Sebastian and shook her head: "Sebastian, from now on, I will never ask you to do anything for me again..."
She was utterly disappointed in him!
The woman’s words carried a sense of resoluteness and an unmistakable heartbreak.
Sebastian’s eyelids jumped violently, his heart also clenched, causing him some pain.
He swallowed dryly, feeling deeply troubled.
The incident was indeed caused by her, but why did it now feel like he was the one at fault?
Ivy had already calmed down and she looked at Sabrina Pierce, asking, "Miss Pierce, are you sure it was because of me that you fell to the ground and overturned the liquor mountain?"
For some reason, seeing her , Sabrina felt a vague sense of unease.
No, that’s not right.
There was no surveillance here, Ivy’s confident demeanor certainly meant she was trying to frighten her into making a mistake and thus exonerate herself.
Thinking this, Sabrina boldly nodded: "Yes, Ivy sister, do you still think I’m wronging you?"
Ivy lowered her eyes, smiling softly.
"What I think is not important, what is truly important is him—!!!"
With that, she raised her arm, pointing accurately at a corner opposite her.
And there, stood a young boy, still quite young, wearing a baseball cap and light-colored clothes. If no one specifically looked that way, nearly no one noticed him.
Seeing himself being singled out, the boy’s first instinct was to run away. Discover more novels at novel⸺fire.net
Ivy said, disregarding her dizzy state from drinking, swiftly chased after him, and decisively blocked his path.
Blocked from escape, the boy was sweating with anxiety.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t sneak in here to do anything bad, I was just curious about what the Blackwood Group’s new liquor event was like, so I found a way in. I really promise, I haven’t done anything wrong!"
Afraid of being held responsible, the boy quickly explained, his mouth almost blistering with distress.
He really hadn’t done anything!
Why did they have to block him?
The crowd also looked at Ivy in confusion, wondering what role this obscure boy played in the incident?
Could it be that Ivy had deliberately found someone to back her up, hoping to clear her name?
"Miss Kensington, have you recruited your accomplice again? Haha, I advise you, just like Master Blackwood said, to apologize to Sabrina quickly!"