CHAPTER 751: CHAPTER 751: THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE! WE’RE DOOMED

This kind of treatment, even Miss Kensington hasn’t experienced it!

It’s Sylvia Sterling’s first time.

Could it be that Master Blackwood is serious about Dr. Sterling?

Owen Rhodes thought to himself, but didn’t dare stay in the office too long. He quickly left, waved for the secretarial staff to go downstairs for lunch, and took the elevator down himself.

Sylvia Sterling had a day off today, and specifically had her home’s aunt prepare a feast, coming over to deliver it to Sebastian Blackwood.

She had just come up and saw the man standing firmly at the door, evidently waiting for her.

Sylvia Sterling’s lips curled up, a sweet feeling infused her heart.

"Director Blackwood."

She called softly, quickly walking up to Sebastian Blackwood, raising the orange thermal container in her hand towards him.

"You haven’t eaten yet, have you? I’ve brought you lunch."

Sebastian Blackwood looked down at her briefly, took the lunchbox from her hand, and strode inside.

"I haven’t eaten yet, your timing is perfect."

"That’s good," Sylvia Sterling said with a smile, following him inside.

Sebastian Blackwood casually placed the lunchbox on the table, Sylvia Sterling followed and immediately noticed the densely written papers nearby, instinctively glancing over.

"What’s this? So much written..."

Before she finished speaking, Sebastian Blackwood’s upright figure stiffened.

It was papers with Ivy Kensington’s name written on them.

His dark eyes slightly dimmed, as he quickly crumpled the papers in his hand and threw them into the trash can.

"Nothing, it’s not important."

The man’s voice was faint, but Sylvia Sterling felt something was odd, she wondered why he seemed to care about the contents of those papers?

Thinking about it, she took a deep breath and didn’t dwell on it, pulled over a chair, and sat opposite him, personally opening the lunchbox.

"I’m not good at cooking, afraid you won’t like it, so I had our home’s aunt make the dishes. I don’t really know your preferences, I picked dishes I think are ok..."

Sylvia Sterling spoke gently, placing the four dishes and one soup on the table in an orderly manner.

Sebastian Blackwood nodded lightly, "Thanks for your effort."

"It’s nothing," Sylvia Sterling playfully glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, then added softly, "Cooking for someone you like is a happiness."

After speaking, she felt her cheeks flush with warmth.

This kind of confession-like words, she was saying for the first time, feeling a bit shy.

However, Sebastian Blackwood’s cold features remained calm, seemingly unfazed by it. The man lifted his gaze, looked at her gently and then asked, "Would you like to try a little?"

Sylvia Sterling pressed her lips and nodded, "Sure, will you feed me?"

Meanwhile.

Ivy Kensington also came to Blackwood Group carrying a lunchbox.

Coincidentally, she encountered Owen Rhodes at the entrance.

"Assistant Rhodes?"

Owen Rhodes was in a hurry to eat when he suddenly heard someone calling him, he immediately looked up, couldn’t help but be stunned for a second upon seeing Ivy Kensington.

When he realized the woman was carrying a lunchbox, his brain buzzed and exploded!

Oh my.

What an intense moment!

Miss Kensington also came to deliver lunch to Master Blackwood today, but Dr. Sterling just went upstairs!

At this moment, she’s probably eating sweetly with Master Blackwood, wouldn’t Miss Kensington feel heartbroken seeing this?

Thinking of this, Owen Rhodes had a headache, he didn’t even dare to go eat.

He quickly said, "Miss Kensington, what brings you here today?"

Ivy Kensington lifted her lunchbox slightly with a smile, "I’m delivering lunch to him."

After saying this, she felt a bit embarrassed and asked, "I hope I’m not too late?"