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Unexpected Love: The Chief Auctioneer's Decision

Chapter 94: Ivy Summers Dies Despite Emergency Treatment

Author: Lexi
updatedAt: 2025-11-25

CHAPTER 94: CHAPTER 94: IVY SUMMERS DIES DESPITE EMERGENCY TREATMENT

Ivy Summers calmly retorted, "Is he sick? What does Sophie have to do with me?"

"Sir said you know very well yourself."

Ivy Summers clenched her palm, "I don’t know."

"Sir also said, if you leave, he will take Sophie back to the Lancaster Family."

Ivy Summers didn’t know if this was Damien Lancaster testing her.

That damn Damien Lancaster.

He’s playing psychological games with her here.

Ivy Summers frowned, "Does he not see the law in his eyes? Talking about taking someone else’s child so casually. You go back and tell him, if he’s not afraid of being arrested as a kidnapper, then it’s up to him. What does he want to say to me?"

Ivy Summers finished speaking and turned to walk onto the plane.

"Ivy Summers, are you really not afraid?"

A deep, magnetic voice sounded, and soon Ivy saw that tall and slender figure walking over.

Ivy Summers’ brow furrowed tightly.

"Damien Lancaster!"

The next second, her naturally hanging hand at her side instantly clenched.

Sophie!

In his arms.

Damn it!

This is a test.

Including giving her the chance to leave, Damien Lancaster was waiting for this moment!

Sophie blinked her eyes in confusion in Damien Lancaster’s arms.

Damien Lancaster’s people had come to take her and Ella Morgan, saying there was something they needed help with.

They were then separated from each other.

Damien Lancaster said they were going to find Mommy, and that’s how they ended up here.

Sophie watched her mommy about to leave and the daddy who brought her to find mommy, and then heard the bad daddy in front of her say, "Sophie, look at your mommy. She’s leaving. She’s going to abandon us, father and daughter. Sophie, try to persuade your mommy to stay."

Sophie looked at Damien Lancaster with wide eyes.

His tone seemed so sure.

At this moment, even Ivy Summers couldn’t figure out Damien Lancaster’s intention, let alone Sophie.

But Sophie still remembered Ivy Summers’ words.

Never admit.

"Uncle is lying. Uncle said he was taking Sophie to find mommy."

"Is she not your mom?"

Sophie looked firmly at Damien Lancaster, "Hasn’t uncle met Sophie’s mom? You clearly know that the pretty auntie is not."

"Sophie is lying. That’s not being a good child."

Ivy Summers watched Damien Lancaster talking while holding Sophie.

From a distance, she couldn’t hear what they were saying.

But she seemed to hear a sentence, "She’s going to abandon us, father and daughter. Sophie, try to persuade your mommy to stay."

Ivy Summers gritted her molars, not knowing how Sophie responded.

At this moment, Damien Lancaster’s deep eyes turned to her, "Ivy Summers, I’ll give you one last chance. I ask you, do you acknowledge this child Sophie or not? If not, then leave, and I’ll keep Sophie."

Ivy Summers looked at Sophie in Damien Lancaster’s arms.

In distress, she couldn’t hold on any longer.

If she didn’t acknowledge now, and Sophie was really taken back to the Lancaster Family, they might use this against her, and she might never see Sophie again.

Just as Ivy Summers moved a small step, a strong hand next to her grabbed her wrist.

Noah Scott turned his head to look at her with deep eyes, "He’s testing you."

Ivy Summers gritted her teeth, "He could really do it."

"Even if it’s true, I will help you get her back."

"But Sophie..."

Ivy Summers didn’t want to see Sophie caught in the middle of adults fighting over her, which would greatly affect the child’s psychology.

Just as Ivy Summers was about to collapse, a rush of chaotic and powerful footsteps sounded again, and people in Lancaster Family bodyguard uniforms instantly blocked Damien Lancaster’s people.

Damien Lancaster’s face instantly darkened.

This group of people who suddenly barged in obviously disrupted Damien Lancaster’s plan.

The leader was Diana Dalton.

She belonged to Gregory Lancaster.

Ivy Summers silently withdrew her foot that had stepped forward.

Diana Dalton turned and bowed her head to Damien Lancaster, "Young Master, sir said let Miss Summers leave."

An hour ago, Ivy Summers had contacted Gregory Lancaster.

Gregory Lancaster hadn’t liked her as a daughter-in-law for eight years.

He was the one who most wanted her to leave Damien Lancaster.

Damien Lancaster coldly looked at her, "Get lost."

Diana Dalton lowered her head even more, "Sir said, you..."

Damien Lancaster’s aura grew colder, making Diana instinctively shut her mouth.

Although Old Master Lancaster was the former Family Head, in recent years the real power had been in Damien Lancaster’s hands. Whatever he wanted to do or whoever he wanted to keep, how could a mere assistant stop him?

Even if Gregory Lancaster came in person today, it wouldn’t change things.

Damien Lancaster looked at Ivy Summers again, his eyes dangerously narrowed.

Noah Scott couldn’t help her, and Gregory Lancaster couldn’t help her either; no one she sought could help her.

"Ivy Summers, you can’t leave."

Ivy Summers watched as Gregory Lancaster’s people deflated in front of Damien Lancaster and pulled a wry smile.

I thought Gregory Lancaster’s men would be useful, but is this it?

"If she wants to leave, can you really stop her?"

The man’s voice was cold and ruthless, raising an eyebrow as he questioned Damien Lancaster.

Damien Lancaster’s gaze fell on Noah Scott.

The two men stood there, staring at each other, the oppressive aura they emitted made everyone around them shiver.

Damien Lancaster handed Sophie over to his subordinate.

Ivy Summers watched Sophie being taken away but heard Noah Scott say, "You go first."

Damien Lancaster sneered, "She won’t be able to leave."

"Try it."

Both sides came armed, ready for action, and an invisible tension spread in the air, needing just a spark to ignite a battle.

And that spark could be Ivy Summers taking that step.

If Ivy Summers really left, Damien Lancaster would act, and Noah Scott would intervene.

And with Sophie in Damien Lancaster’s hands, Noah Scott would want to save her.

Her leaving would mean abandoning everyone, leaving the trouble for others.

It was as if Ivy Summers’ feet were rooted to the ground, unable to take that step no matter what.

Her eyes darted around as she looked up, smirking silently.

Damien Lancaster, you’ve won after all.

Ivy Summers glanced back at the private jet, then walked forward in resignation.

Noah Scott squinted, grabbing Ivy Summers, "What are you doing?"

A flash of helplessness crossed Ivy Summers’ eyes as she walked toward Damien Lancaster.

Seeing her compromise, Damien Lancaster smiled in satisfaction and grasped her arm as she reached his side.

Ivy Summers turned to look at him with eyes full of resentment, and she bit his arm fiercely, almost like a tantrum.

Damien Lancaster grimaced at the pain, but instead of getting angry, he asked, "Are you compromising for Sophie or because you don’t want both sides to fight over you?"

Ivy Summers yanked Damien Lancaster’s hand away, "I’m doing this to torture each other."

With that, she stormed off, gritting her teeth.

Damien Lancaster lifted his arm, looking at the deep bite marks that exposed bone, a slight smile curling on his lips as he glanced at Noah Scott as if in challenge.

He gave a cold, sharp smile and turned to go after Ivy Summers.

Ivy Summers walked out of the airport, flagging down a car to leave.

But a car was already targeting her.

The car suddenly accelerated and charged towards her.

"Screech—"

"Bang."

Everything happened in an instant.

By the time Ivy Summers realized, it was too late to dodge.

When Damien Lancaster emerged, he saw Ivy Summers lying on the ground, and at that moment, panic and fear overran him, shattering his usual composure as he rushed to the person on the ground.

"Ivy Summers?" Damien Lancaster, in disbelief, held her in his arms, his hands trembling.

Ivy Summers had fainted, and Damien Lancaster lifted his hand, which was covered in blood.

At that moment, he seemed to hear something shattering inside his chest...

...

Ivy Summers was sent to the hospital.

Damien Lancaster stood at the door of the emergency room, recalling everything that had just happened, so unreal.

He stared blankly at his hands, suddenly feeling a bone-piercing cold.

How could it have come to this?

Why did it become like this?

A nurse came out, holding a surgery consent form for Damien Lancaster to sign.

He lowered his head to look at the form, mechanically took the pen, and signed his name with trembling hands, unlike his usual steady manner.

After signing, he looked at the nurse, his voice hoarse as he asked, "Will she be alright?"

"The injuries are severe, be prepared," the nurse said briefly before returning to the emergency room.

In Damien Lancaster’s ears, there was a loud "buzz," and he furrowed his brows, suspecting his hearing was failing.

Just a moment ago, Ivy Summers was fine, and now he had to be prepared?

Damien Lancaster stepped forward, but the cold door of the emergency room kept him out.

He clenched his fist, a sharp pain spread from his heart to every corner of his body.

He didn’t want to believe it, but all he could hear was the nurse’s words, and all he could think of was Ivy Summers getting hit by the car and possibly dying.

If only he had let her leave peacefully.

Then she wouldn’t be dying.

He had stubbornly held her back, causing the accident that might lead to her death.

It was his obstinate stubbornness that harmed her.

A deep regret surged within him, his heart aching to the point of being unable to breathe.

If Ivy Summers were really to meet a tragic end, he would never forgive himself this lifetime.

...

Time ticked by, and over four hours passed. During this time, Damien Lancaster was called by a nurse to handle some fees, but his heart remained by the emergency room, complying with all hospital procedures quickly before returning to wait outside.

Then the doctor came out, silently removing his mask and sighing.

A sense of foreboding filled Damien Lancaster’s heart.

"How is she?"

The doctor looked at Damien Lancaster, apologetically shaking his head, "Sir, I’m very sorry. We did all we could. Your wife suffered too severe injuries, and the efforts to save her were unsuccessful. Please accept our condolences."

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