CHAPTER 89: CHAPTER 89: THE KENSINGTON FAMILY’S SECRET WEAPON

"This is my home, of course, I’ll come back."

Stanley Kensington had been hiding outside these days, afraid that the Blackwood family would trace the Heavenly Heart Lotus issue back to him.

Now that everything seemed calm, he could come back and hide for a while.

Seeing Dahlia Kensington at home, Stanley Kensington frowned and said, "Why aren’t you at the Blackwood family, what are you doing here?"

When this was mentioned, Dahlia Kensington felt aggrieved: "Sebastian doesn’t care about me at all. Why should I stay there alone when he doesn’t even come home?"

If it weren’t for Anne Linden helping her repay the money for the diamond ring today, she wouldn’t even be able to return to the Kensington family, let alone the Blackwood family.

Stanley Kensington was even more dissatisfied, "Useless, you can’t even hold on to Master Blackwood despite being pregnant!"

Stanley Kensington didn’t know that the child in Dahlia Kensington’s belly wasn’t Sebastian Blackwood’s.

After some thought, Dahlia Kensington decided to come clean about this matter.

"What!"

Stanley Kensington was shocked, lifting his hand to slap her face.

Fortunately, Anne Linden stopped him: "Are you crazy? This is our daughter!"

Unable to hit her, Stanley Kensington was anxiously pacing around.

He was still hoping to earn some investment from Sebastian Blackwood through his grandson!

Now with the hospital sealed, the pharmaceuticals business lost a huge source of funding, truly adding insult to injury. Does he really have to use the Kensington family’s last weapon?

Stanley Kensington paced back and forth, pondering.

"What are you pacing for? If there’s something, let’s discuss it as a family!"

Anne Linden couldn’t stand his behavior, shouting, "Are you still thinking about that bitch Yasmin Irvine?"

"Don’t mention it!"

Stanley Kensington snorted coldly. Yasmin Irvine’s death was bad enough, and she left him with such a big problem. All those years were in vain.

"Dahlia, call Sebastian."

After a while, Stanley Kensington made a decision.

Although Dahlia Kensington didn’t understand what he meant, she knew that this call was very important!

She made several calls before the other side finally picked up, and Sebastian Blackwood’s voice was cold and indifferent: "What is it?"

Following Stanley Kensington’s instructions, Dahlia Kensington said, "Sebastian, do you know that the Kensington family has something very important..."

As soon as these words came out, Sebastian Blackwood, who was initially signing documents, instantly stopped writing.

But he didn’t respond.

Dahlia Kensington continued, "Dad said that after I give birth to the child, he would let me personally give you this thing."

What this meant was, Sebastian Blackwood, you must treat me and the child in my belly well. If anything happens, don’t even think about getting this thing!

Being subtly threatened for the first time, Sebastian Blackwood chuckled with amusement, "Alright, I understand."

After hanging up the call, Dahlia Kensington patted her pounding heart hard.

She knew Stanley Kensington had a way, and her relationship with Sebastian Blackwood would warm again, and Mrs. Blackwood would still be hers!

"Dad, you’re the best."

Dahlia Kensington threw herself into Stanley Kensington’s arms, acting coyly.

Stanley Kensington was also happy to display a fatherly gesture, smiling as he patted Dahlia Kensington’s back.

In fact, he was guessing too. That thing of the Kensington family had made many people envious, and he always knew Sebastian Blackwood was secretly investigating the Kensington family, probably also interested in that thing.

Now revealing this trump card temporarily secured Dahlia Kensington’s position as Mrs. Blackwood, consequently making the Blackwood Group willing to invest in his pharmaceuticals company...

As for whether this thing would ultimately end up in Sebastian Blackwood’s hands, it was still up to him to decide, after all, he never promised to give it one hundred percent!

Stanley Kensington smiled calculatingly.

The illustrious Master Blackwood, after all, was too young.

And the next day.

Ronnie’s fourth birthday arrived.