Chapter 591: Chapter 591: Die Together with Her!
Evan Lowell is cold-blooded and ruthless, as the son of Evan Lowell, how could he be any less emotional?
Ethan’s lips curled into a cold smile.
He was about to respond, but at that moment, the coughing Evan Lowell seized his hem, glaring at him, "If you dare marry this bitch, don’t blame me for abandoning the last bit of father-son sentiment!"
Evan Lowell’s expression was fierce.
He was gratified that Ethan was cold-blooded, willing to abandon even his father’s life just to get everything he desired.
Yet, at the same time, he didn’t want to die; he still wanted to live, so this wedding could not possibly continue!
Evan Lowell softly said again, "Get me the antidote, and I can withdraw all my influence from the Lowell Group, never interfering with any of your decisions again."
Although the Lowell Group’s succession ceremony had already been held, most of the power still rested firmly in Evan Lowell’s hands.
Ethan only held less than eight percent of the actual power.
Now, Evan Lowell’s words were indeed a huge temptation!
Power and women.
Let’s see how Ethan decides.
"Hurry up!"
Evan Lowell kept urging, saying harshly, "If I die, none of you should think about surviving."
Ethan’s fist gradually clenched at his side.
A half-second later, he made his decision—
"Give me the antidote."
He chose to save Evan Lowell.
Sebastian Blackwood let out a meaningful cold sneer; Ethan’s choice was within his expectations.
"You don’t need me to teach you what to do next."
He spoke softly, lazily sweeping a glance at Ethan.
Ethan’s eye corners were bright red as he gritted his teeth and declared to the reporters present, "The wedding is cancelled!"
Big news!
All the reporters were instantly in a frenzy.
Unexpectedly, Evan Lowell himself was the one who announced the wedding cancellation; it was explosive news!
Ivy Kensington stood beside Ethan, and when she heard those words, the tense string in her brain didn’t relax but instead tightened even further.
Let’s not forget she still has a timed bomb strapped to her ankle!
"Beep, beep, beep—"
She didn’t know if it was her illusion, but at the moment she was pushed to Sebastian Blackwood’s side by Ethan, the sound of the timed bomb suddenly became piercing.
One after another, nearly piercing her eardrums.
"Sebastian, get out of here!"
Ivy’s heart uncontrollably raced as she forcefully pushed away the man approaching her.
Sebastian furrowed his brow, but before he could reach for Ivy’s hand, she had already turned and ran in another direction.
"Damn!"
He cursed softly, striding after her.
Seeing this, Ethan’s eyes revealed a hint of evil.
He really wanted to see how determined Sebastian could be in the face of a timed bomb, unless he didn’t want to live!
The dress was too large; Ivy hadn’t run far before she stepped on the hem and fell onto the lawn.
"Don’t come over!"
Seeing Sebastian on the verge of catching up to her, Ivy resisted, refusing to let him come closer.
Sebastian halted his steps, staring deeply at the woman fallen on the ground.
"Reason."
He had gone to great lengths to make Ethan give up on this wedding, yet she wouldn’t allow him to approach.
Ivy’s lips pulled into a bitter line.
What reason could there be?
Just that she didn’t want him to die with her.
"Sebastian, you have Claire Crowley now; continuing to tangle with me is not good."
Not to mention, he and Claire have such an adorable daughter.
From any angle, she was just an outsider...
"Beep, beep, beep—"
The timed bomb screamed sharply again, and Ivy steeled herself, simply saying—