CHAPTER 70: CHAPTER 70: YES, WE’RE GETTING MARRIED

Ivy Summers showed a hint of hesitation on her face and glanced sideways at Noah Scott.

Noah Scott tightened his arm around her shoulders, raising a slender eyebrow.

The oppressive atmosphere from both sides pressed in, trapping Ivy Summers in the middle.

Ivy Summers thought, maybe only by saying this could she get Damien Lancaster to divorce her.

Taking a deep breath, Ivy Summers looked at Damien Lancaster, "Yes, that’s right, we are getting married."

Ivy Summers’ words were like a dagger stabbing into Damien Lancaster’s heart. He had thought he didn’t care about his wife, but at this moment he felt a deep pain.

He had already suspected that their relationship was not simple.

Now, he guessed correctly.

They were going to get married.

Noah Scott had come to Yrador for Ivy Summers, seeking revenge for her. Ivy Summers didn’t resist him and depended on him. Everything was explained.

Damien Lancaster’s thin lips compressed tightly; his face was now dark enough to drip water.

Noah Scott curled his lips in satisfaction, knowing it was fake, yet his face was full of pleasure.

Ivy Summers’ voice was cold, "So, Damien Lancaster, please let me go, sign the divorce papers, and let’s get divorced."

For a moment, Damien Lancaster wanted to just take Ivy Summers back by force.

She wanted to marry another man, wanted a divorce?

He wouldn’t allow it.

His wife, Damien Lancaster’s wife, would remain his until death.

...

"Damien, save me..."

"Damien, I’m in so much pain, it hurts, and I think my hand is bleeding."

"Damien..."

Rachel Shaw couldn’t help but scream out loud.

Wasn’t Damien Lancaster here to save her?

Why did he suddenly seem to be fighting over Ivy Summers with another man, almost entirely forgetting about her hanging up there?

Rachel Shaw was nearly going insane with rage.

Moreover, she saw in Damien Lancaster’s eyes a concern for Ivy Summers.

Concern?

How could Damien Lancaster be concerned about Ivy Summers?

It was all because of that bitch Ivy Summers, deliberately seducing him.

In her heart, she cursed Ivy Summers countless times, calling her a homewrecker.

Damien Lancaster’s thin lips formed a line, and hearing the voice, he finally remembered Rachel Shaw.

Damien Lancaster lifted his hand, his cold gaze falling on a fallen dagger. Picking it up, with a swoosh, the dagger flew from his hand.

As Rachel Shaw let out a sharp scream, the rope suspending her was severed, causing her to fall directly down, crying out in pain.

Damien Lancaster signaled with a glance to let the others down, but Julian Jacobs was blocked again.

Noah Scott glanced over coldly, "Do you think you can just save whoever you want here?"

"What if I insist on saving them?"

"Try it."

"Julian, make your move."

Neither side yielded an inch, instantly picking up their weapons.

Ivy Summers felt a twinge in her heart, not out of pity for anyone, but because she thought subordinates were human too, and for a person like Rachel Shaw to cause such a big fight, making her seem so important, was just not worth it.

Just as Ivy Summers was about to speak to stop it.

A commanding voice rang out, "Everyone, stop."

Everyone looked over.

They saw the old butler helping Old Master Lancaster out of the car, the old man slowly walking over.

Seeing Old Master Lancaster, Ivy Summers couldn’t help but murmur softly, "Grandfather."

She hadn’t expected this matter to alarm Old Master Lancaster.

The old man furrowed his brows, his gaze sweeping around before landing on Noah Scott, and finally fixing on Ivy Summers, speaking sternly, "Ivy."

"Grandfather."

The old man sighed, "Can you do your grandfather a favor and let tonight’s incident go? Have him release them, because if this continues, it’s no good for anyone."

Ivy Summers pressed her lips together; in truth, most of her anger had dissipated thanks to Noah Scott standing up for her.

She also knew it couldn’t go to the point of no return.

Ivy Summers looked at Noah Scott, "Let them go."

"You’re listening to this old man?" Noah Scott raised an eyebrow, showing a trace of displeasure.

Ivy Summers shook her head, "I’m worried that if this goes on, you’ll have trouble too."

"So you’re concerned about me?"

Ivy Summers nodded, "I suppose so."

Noah Scott’s dark eyes sparkled with a hint of a smile, seemingly very pleased with her words.

Yes, concerned for him!

Ivy Summers said she was concerned for him.

"Alright, you have the final say."

Noah Scott raised his hand.

In just an instant, everyone put away their weapons. With one side standing down, the tense atmosphere, as if a fight were about to break out, disappeared instantly.

But Damien Lancaster’s eyes deepened; their interaction was piercingly unpleasant for Damien Lancaster to watch.

Beside him, Rachel Shaw kept crying out in pain, but Damien Lancaster didn’t spare a single glance.

Phillip Shaw and Penelope Page were let down, having never suffered such humiliation. Angrily, they rushed forward.

"You all..."

"Shut up." Old Master Lancaster’s piercing gaze swept over them, "If you want to be hung up again, there’s nothing more I can do for you."

Upon hearing this, Phillip Shaw was so angry he flung his arms about, exuding defiance.

The old man looked around at everyone, as if pacifying a lot of unruly children, "Alright, it’s late, everyone’s vented their anger and fought their fights, let’s break it up."

Ivy Summers didn’t want to stay here any longer and was about to leave with Noah Scott when her wrist was suddenly grabbed. Just as she turned back, she saw it was Damien Lancaster, his expression terrifyingly grim.

In fact, Ivy Summers had noticed him staring at her the whole time, but she had paid him no mind.

"I need to talk to you," he said in a low voice.

"Damien, it hurts, I want to go to the hospital," Rachel Shaw’s weak voice chimed in as she reached out to Damien Lancaster.

He held her, she held him.

Watching this scene, Ivy Summers found it laughable.

"You should take care of her first."

Ivy Summers decisively shrugged off Damien Lancaster’s hand.

Rachel Shaw kept crying for pain, her body growing limp, looking as though she might die.

As expected, Damien Lancaster didn’t follow.

Ivy Summers wasn’t surprised; for Damien Lancaster, nothing was more important than Rachel Shaw.

At this moment, the curious little ones in the car were craning their small heads to see what was happening inside.

Seeing someone emerge, the two little ones quickly ducked down.

Following closely behind Ivy Summers, Old Master Lancaster saw something flash from Ivy Summers’ car.

The old man walked forward a few steps.