Florence Huxley: [Dahlia, I can’t believe you married Master Blackwood! My God, you’re so lucky!]
Dahlia Kensington glanced at it casually, with some disdain.
This kind of message she definitely didn’t want to respond to.
Florence’s message continued: [Dahlia, I heard Master Blackwood received a private yacht worth nine figures. You must have seen it, right? Is there a chance I could check it out too, since Master Blackwood spoils you so much, he’ll definitely agree, right?]
Florence felt both envy and jealousy towards Dahlia Kensington.
Sending this message was just to test whether Dahlia Kensington was truly spoiled by Sebastian Blackwood.
If she agreed, then she could go play on the private yacht, which would be such a win.
If not agreed... ha, then all this adoration was just Dahlia Kensington’s marketing, the thought of which made her feel so good.
Dahlia Kensington certainly understood what Florence Huxley meant, and instantly ground her teeth in anger.
This Florence Huxley, also a little bitch, actually wanted to see her joke.
After the meeting was over, she immediately walked over to Sebastian Blackwood’s side and subtly probed.
"Sebastian, can I throw a party on the yacht?"
Sebastian Blackwood was a bit impatient; a yacht didn’t matter much to him.
"Love you, Sebastian～"
Dahlia Kensington was delighted and wanted to kiss the man’s cheek, but he avoided it.
Instantly, the gazes of everyone seemed to casually turn towards them, and Dahlia Kensington blushed, stomping her foot discreetly.
Why dodge? She was Mrs. Blackwood!
Florence Huxley was stunned that Dahlia Kensington actually managed to get access to the yacht, feeling a mix of emotions.
"What luck did Dahlia Kensington have to actually catch Master Blackwood’s eye?"
At this time, Ivy Kensington happened to finish counting all the herbs and came out.
Florence Huxley, feeling annoyed, scolded her: "You’re also a daughter of the Kensington family, how are you so useless! Once Dahlia Kensington speaks up, Master Blackwood gives her a yacht. You’re destined to work for others all your life!"
Hearing this, Ivy Kensington’s eyelashes trembled slightly.
So Sebastian Blackwood and Dahlia Kensington’s relationship was so good...
Returning to the Weldon family in the evening.
Dahlia Kensington’s plan to throw a party on the yacht was already known by everyone.
The Weldon family also received an invitation.
The old lady of the Weldon family instructed: "Simon, take Ivy with you tomorrow."
The engagement party was imminent; it was time for Ivy to experience it, lest people say she’s not worthy and embarrass the Weldon family.
Simon Weldon, after that night when Ivy helped fix his hair, felt his old feelings for her stirring again.
Hearing the old lady’s words, not only did he not refuse, he even nodded straightforwardly: "Got it, Grandma."
Prompting Ivy to somewhat question if Simon Weldon had completely decided to submit to the old lady of the Weldon family?
The party officially commenced.
It was the first time Dahlia Kensington saw such a luxurious yacht, and now she was the owner of this yacht; she couldn’t have felt more glamorous.
All the notable people in Veridia came, and upon seeing her, would respectfully greet, "Mrs. Blackwood."
Dahlia Kensington’s vanity was enormously satisfied.
But when Simon Weldon and Ivy Kensington showed up, half of her good mood was ruined.
How long had it been since they’d last met, and Simon Weldon was treating Ivy Kensington so well; originally, Ivy wasn’t even fit to attend such a party!
Ivy Kensington also felt very uncomfortable in such a setting; if it wasn’t for the old lady’s strict watch, she would want to flee the next second.
Simon Weldon looked at the well-dressed Ivy Kensington before him, feeling a slight regret.
Why did he ever give up pursuing her, when Ivy was obviously so much more beautiful than Dahlia Kensington...