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Chapter 265: The Sickness Card No Longer Works

Chapter 265: Chapter 265: The Sickness Card No Longer Works


The fingers were as white as jade, breathtakingly beautiful. After reading one side, he slowly turned to the next Chapter. Leon Keane looked so serious, as if he was reviewing a contract worth billions.


Director Arnold and Sean Vaughn grew tense.


They glanced at Ivana Monroe next to Leon again, seemingly understanding something? They couldn’t help but start to worry; if things were as they suspected, Ivana’s role as the MV’s leading lady might change.


Sure enough.


Five minutes later.


Leon Keane directly tore up the contract, his dark eyes intimidating as he looked at Director Arnold and Sean Vaughn: "Two million, and you want my woman to shoot an MV?"


Director Arnold looked as if he were about to cry: President Kane, we didn’t know that President Monroe is your woman!


Sean Vaughn didn’t know how to answer. Leon’s presence was overwhelming, and his wealth could buy ten film companies of Richie’s family. He didn’t know the relationship between Ivana and Leon, which was why he asked Ivana for help.


Sean Vaughn looked at Ivana for help, his eyes pitiful, as if saying: Big sis, help!


Ivana gave Sean a sympathetic look.


She turned to Leon, frowning, "Leon, this is my decision. Please respect my decision, okay?"


Confronted by Ivana, Leon’s attitude suddenly changed, his cold voice softening: "Honey, they’re shortchanging you. Two million is for beggars. If you want to shoot an MV, I’ll invest fifty million for you."


"Two million to this guy," Leon pointed at Sean Vaughn, "let him be your supporting act."


Sean Vaughn felt embarrassed. Leon saying two million was for beggars and naming him as the recipient implicitly meant... he was the beggar?


Sean Vaughn pretended not to hear.


Director Arnold trembled, not daring to speak.


Ivana was used to Leon’s overbearing, wealthy style.


She said, "Thank you for your kind offer. I don’t intend to enter the entertainment industry. I’m helping Sean Vaughn shoot the MV, and I don’t plan to take a penny. Because I owe him a favor."


Director Arnold admired Ivana, as he couldn’t think under the pressure of Leon’s imposing presence, only able to shiver.


Ivana seemed completely unfazed by the powerful aura of the mogul, speaking with clear and organized thoughts, covering all angles.


Leon frowned: "What favor?"


Ivana straightforwardly recounted the whole story to Leon.


After listening, Leon’s handsome face turned cold upon learning Susan Heston is Isaac Heston’s cousin; he turned to find Isaac in the cabin.


Where was Isaac’s shadow to be found?


Isaac had already slipped away.


Susan offended your woman; you should trouble Susan, not me. It’s got nothing to do with me.


Somewhere else.


Susan Heston drove home, sneezed several times, and suddenly felt a chill down her spine.


She rubbed her nose, finding it strange: "I clearly turned on the air conditioning in the car, so how can I feel cold like catching a cold? This isn’t normal!"


Susan rummaged through the medicine cabinet, found some cold medicine, swallowed a pill, and went to lie down on the bed.


She couldn’t afford to catch a cold. When her uncle and aunt came back, they would definitely lose their temper at Isaac. At that time, she could add fuel to the fire, forcing Isaac to replace Ivana.


The leading lady of Sean Vaughn’s MV should still be her.


Susan laughed smugly, ate the cold medicine, and felt a little dizzy.


Susan entered dreamland with a sweet smile on her face.


Evening.


Leon Keane drove Ivana Monroe to "Wellbright Kindergarten" to pick up the two children.


A familiar Rolls-Royce appeared in Leon’s line of sight.


This was the private car of the Kane family’s old residence.


At this moment, two almost identical little boys walked out of the kindergarten.


Ivana’s gaze tenderly fell on the two boys, and she strode towards them, thinking the door of the Rolls-Royce would now open, and Leon’s mother would step out.


She had already planned that if Leon’s mother came and strongly insisted that Leon take Ian Keane home, she would not stop him but would help persuade him.


After all, Leon’s mother was his biological mother, and she had the right not to like her. Ivana wasn’t upset about this as long as Leon’s mother didn’t harm Timmy.


She could understand Leon’s mother in every way.


The two little boys, as if agreed, ran to Ivana’s side.


"Mommy."


"Mommy."


Timmy’s soft voice was sweet, and Ian, seemingly influenced by Timmy, calling Ivana "Mommy," sounded increasingly natural and pleasant.


"Good babies."


Ivana raised her hand, smiling as she patted the two little boys on the head. Seeing them squinting comfortably at the same time, she was startled to note that their squinting actions were very similar.


They were about the same height and the same age. Standing together, they looked entirely like twin brothers.


Ivana’s eyes turned uncertain, her thoughts drifted away, and a terrifying idea crossed her mind: could Ian also be a son she carried for nine months and gave birth to?


But... the doctor had clearly said... she only had one.


"Mommy, Mommy, what are you thinking about?" Timmy’s small hand gently tugged at Ivana’s sleeve.


Ivana snapped back to her senses, shook her head, squatted down, looked at the two boys who seemed like they walked out of a comic, and said with a smile: "Mommy was just thinking that maybe Ian is also a baby who came out of my tummy."


Timmy’s expression brightened, his long curled eyelashes fluttered, and he said tenderly: "If that’s the case, that would be great."


Ivana looked at Ian with a smile, not denying it, admitting her selfishness in saying it.


She wanted to know about Ian’s background.


Leon had told her that Ian was indeed her child.


However, Leon hadn’t said why he took Ian away and not Timmy, or even mentioned which hospital Ian was born in.


So, what Leon said was not entirely to be believed.


Ivana wanted to hear what Ian had to say.


Ian’s handsome little face flushed with a suspicious blush, and he shyly leaped into Ivana’s embrace: "Mommy, Ian is indeed the baby that came out of your tummy."


Ivana: "..."


What else could Ivana say? From the mouth of this child, it’s unlikely she could ask anything more.


Ivana hugged Ian and suddenly felt a strange sensation, similar to holding Timmy, instinctively really liking Ian.


Ivana smiled gently: "Yes! You and Timmy are both Mommy’s good babies."


Leon’s mother didn’t come, but the driver from the Kane family did.


The driver looked pleadingly at Leon: "President Kane, please bring young master Ian back once. The madam has become ill from missing you and her grandson so much."


Leon kept a stern face, showing no room for negotiation.


His and Ivana’s wedding was just a few days away, and he wasn’t sure what tricks Leon’s mother might decide to pull.


However, no matter what, this illness ploy... was ineffective.


The driver, seeing no possibility of budging Leon, turned his hopeful gaze towards Ivana, who held the hands of the two children, pinning his hopes on her.