74: Chapter 74: Unsteady Technique 74: Chapter 74: Unsteady Technique Opposite her, Ivy River was happily having a al with the children when she got the ssage and hurried to the old mansion.
On the way to the old mansion, she stopped the car.
Fatty watched Ivy River applying makeup, “Mommy, why are you disguising yourself?”
“I don’t want Edwin Blake to know Mommy can heal, need a second identity.
Kids, when we arrive, don’t call Mommy, just play quietly on your own.”
Fatty frowned, “Is Edwin Blake there too?”
“Of course, that scummy dad is there.
He’s the Blake family’s grandson, the sole heir over ten generations.
How could he not go when Grandma Zane is unwell?”
Emmy loudly scolded Fatty.
“Emmy is right.
You two just make sure not to let anything slip, got it?”
“Okay!”
Fatty, with a burger in his mouth, sneakily exchanged a look with Emmy, sharing a knowing smile.
Ivy River quickly finished her makeup and drove to the old mansion.
The car just ca to a stop.
Fatty eagerly spoke up, “Mommy, can we go play in the back garden for a while?
We don’t want to go inside and see those annoying people.
Emmy secretly told she wants to play outside!”
“Fatty!”
Emmy squealed in her little kiddie voice, pouting at Fatty.
“Mommy, it’s just that Emmy wants to go play.
Look, scummy dad’s car is here, he must be inside.
If you take us in, it might delay your matters, so just let take Emmy to play.”
Fatty said earnestly, pointing to the car beside theirs.
A Rolls-Royce with Edwin Blake’s signature license plate, six 8s.
Emmy glanced over and, unhappy, kicked Fatty on the backside.
She grumbled, “Mommy, it wasn’t brother being playful by himself, it was all wanting to play.”
Ivy River couldn’t help but laugh; this scene had played out too many tis before.
“Fatty, if you want to play, just say that you want to play, don’t use your sister as a shield.”
Fatty snorted, “No!
Emmy just admitted she wanted to go play; how can you not believe ?
Don’t we have any family love anymore?
How can you doubt like this?”
“Mommy, go ahead and get busy.
It’s , it’s , I just wanted to go out and play, Fatty, stop bothering Mommy.”
Emmy, very understanding but also feeling helpless.
Always using as a shield in these situations…
Ivy River was indeed eager to go in to see Grandma Blake, frowning as she spoke, “Don’t run off too far, or Mommy will worry.”
“Mission accomplished guaranteed!”
Ivy River looked at the saluting little faces of Fatty and Emmy and couldn’t help but laugh.
“You being good is the happiest thing for Mommy.”
By now, Fatty was already pulling Emmy’s little hand towards the back garden.
Ivy River shook her head with a smile and entered the house.
“Grandma Lee?”
Butler Lee heard an unfamiliar voice and hurried to greet them.
As she saw the disguised Ivy River, she was suddenly taken aback, “You…
you?”
“It’s Ayla, Grandma Lee, have you forgotten?”
Ivy River saw Edwin Blake walking towards the exit and quickly spoke.
Butler Lee hadn’t had the ti to react before seeing Ivy River carrying a dicine box and walking forward.
When she saw Edwin, she finally understood and quickly introduced, “Young Master, I was the one who called Divine Doctor Ayla earlier.
We didn’t dare delay Old Lady’s situation.”
Their eyes t.
Edwin Blake’s heart suddenly tightened.
Clearly, the person in front of him wasn’t Ivy River, but why was there such a familiar feeling?
Could it really be because of the tear mole?
He spoke coldly, “Divine Doctor Ayla, the fact that you could get here so quickly ans sothing serious is afoot at our ho, huh?”
Ivy River lifted her eyes, “Your grandma is still lying inside.
If you don’t want to check, I can leave at once.”
Butler Lee, witnessing the sharp exchange between the two, couldn’t help but urge them, “Young Master, if you want to argue with the doctor, do it later.
Old Lady is more important now!”
“Even Grandma Lee cares more for Grandma than you do; who raised you, anyway?”
Edwin Blake, none too pleased with Ivy River’s sarcasm, scoffed, “Then have Ayla give Grandma a proper check-up, and maybe also look into my upbringing.”
“As I see it, President Blake must have been raised on Western winds?”
Ivy River blinked after speaking, then brushed past Edwin Blake to go inside.
Edwin Blake’s eyes darkened, filled with a harsh rage from being toyed with.
He followed inside in a foul mood.
His mind was busy pondering over things—just now, Butler Lee had only called Ivy River.
But the person who ca was indeed Ayla.
Was the tear mole really just a coincidence?
As he thought about it, he picked up his phone and sent a ssage, leaning against the doorfra to watch Ayla’s work.
Ivy River saw Grandma Blake had fainted and imdiately began taking her pulse.
“Grandma Lee, has grandma been staying up late recently?
Why is her body so weak?”
Butler Lee hesitated, “Well, she has been staying up late, but her health has been fine lately.
It was just that Young Master returned and exchanged so harsh words with Old Lady, then…”
She didn’t finish her sentence, but Ivy River understood everything.
Ivy River shot a glance at Edwin Blake, her eyes filled with a hint of darkness.
She spoke softly, “Edwin Blake, don’t you know your grandma is old and can’t withstand stress?”
Edwin Blake remained silent, not speaking.
“A fit of anger, Edwin Blake, you’re really sothing.”
Ivy River’s voice gradually turned cold.
Edwin Blake grumbled unhappily, “Hurry up and attend to her, don’t forget your main job.”
Ivy River continued her actions without stopping, starting to disinfect the Silver Needles.
She asked quietly, “Grandma Lee, why did Grandma faint from anger?”
“It’s because Old Lady saw the content on the hot searches and couldn’t accept it.
She wanted Young Master to co back and kneel to apologize, and then…”
Butler Lee paused, “Then Young Master answered Miss Sutton’s call, saying he would definitely marry her in the future, and Old Lady just couldn’t take it.”
Ivy River subtly lifted an eyebrow, chuckled coldly, her voice growing colder, “Edwin Blake, you are truly filial.”
With those words, Ivy River began her needlework.
Once the needles were precisely placed at the acupoints, her frown didn’t relax at all.
“Grandma Lee, please get so gauze, and alcohol too.”
Butler Lee hurried out to fetch them, as Ivy River coolly lifted her head, “Lend your lighter.”
“Don’t you have one?”
Ivy River directly tossed her own lighter at Edwin Blake, “It’s out of fuel, cut the f**king crap!”
She was full of anger, with nowhere to vent it.
Edwin Blake rubbed his face, handed the lighter to Ivy River, then turned and walked out.
The atmosphere here was too stifling.
With Grandma sick, he couldn’t openly challenge Ayla.
Butler Lee prepared the items Ivy River requested.
“You wait outside, Grandma Lee.
I can handle it alone now.”
Ivy River spoke coldly, directly lighting the alcohol lamp and beginning to roast the Silver Needles.
She started applying needles to Old Lady Blake’s chest area.
Just then, there was a commotion at the door.
“You said you would marry , why are you backing out now?”
Ivy River frowned; the hand applying the needle slightly faltered.
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