CHAPTER 750: CHAPTER 750: DOCUMENTS COVERED WITH IVY KENSINGTON’S NAME

Seeing her puzzled expression, Ivy Kensington also strangely furrowed her brows. Could Mrs. Langley not remember?

Considering this, she purposely went upstairs, brought down those few tubes of ointment, and asked, "Are these ointments not from you?"

Mrs. Langley immediately shook her head, "Of course not! I was busy boiling medicine for Ginny and Cody this morning, I had no time to buy ointment! Besides, Miss Kensington, look, these ointments have English written on them, it’s clearly imported good stuff. I only graduated from elementary school, how would I understand English..."

With Mrs. Langley’s words, Ivy’s heart uncontrollably skipped a beat.

There were only a few people at the manor last night, if not Mrs. Langley, could it be... Sebastian Blackwood?

The thought of this possibility left Ivy in disbelief.

Didn’t he dislike her?

How could he give her ointment?

For a moment, Ivy’s heart was pounding, a feeling she couldn’t quite describe whirled around her chest.

Mrs. Langley, being sharp, quickly realized the situation with the ointments, and immediately said gleefully, "Miss Kensington, it must be Master Blackwood who sent them! I told you, Master Blackwood has feelings for you!"

Ivy pursed her lips but said nothing.

By noon, after watching Ginny and Cody finish their meal, Ivy was about to take a closer look at the poison formula that Evan Lowell had given her to figure out how to cure the poison on Nanny, when Mrs. Langley suddenly approached with a lunchbox.

"Miss Kensington, since Master Blackwood sent you ointment this morning, naturally you should return the favor by sending him lunch." Mrs. Langley said with a smile, trying every possible way to match Ivy and Sebastian.

How could Ivy not see her intentions? She originally meant to refuse, but thinking about those ointments, the refusal caught in her throat and she eventually took the lunchbox from Mrs. Langley’s hand.

"Miss Kensington, hurry up and go, Master Blackwood must be looking forward to the lunch you send him!" Mrs. Langley asserted confidently.

Meanwhile, at Blackwood Group.

Due to being shot in the back earlier, Sebastian had taken some time off, causing issues to pile up at the group, keeping him exceedingly busy lately.

"Master Blackwood, it’s lunchtime." Owen Rhodes couldn’t withstand the pleading looks from the secretarial department any longer and reluctantly approached the president’s office to give a reminder.

Master Blackwood’s tendency to forget to eat while working was well-known, and Owen’s reminders often went unheeded.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Sebastian simply retorted indifferently.

"You go eat."

"But..."

Owen scratched his head. With Master Blackwood working here, how could the subordinates have the nerve to dine?

Just then—"Master Blackwood, the receptionist said a lady surnamed Sylvia is here to see you, no appointment. Should she be sent up?"

A junior assistant in the secretarial department, lightly knocked on the door, cautiously asking.

Surname Sylvia?

Sebastian’s eyes slightly narrowed, quickly realizing it was Sylvia Sterling. His Adam’s apple moved, but his gaze instinctively went to the document paper on the desk, suddenly freezing.

He had subconsciously filled it with Ivy’s name again...

Unbelievable!

At this thought, Sebastian, annoyed, pinched his temple, responding softly, "Let her up."

Perhaps having Sylvia around would stop him from thinking about all those chaotic matters.

As for whether she used those ointments he sent this morning, that was no longer his concern.

Thinking this, Sebastian arose, personally walked to the president’s office door, waiting for Sylvia Sterling to come up.

Such a grand gesture, not only surprised the secretarial department’s staff but also stunned Owen.