When Edwin Blake heard this, he felt a pang of bitterness.
I'm the biological one, okay? Ivy River is the outsider!
"I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving. Don't worry, everything's fine, right?"
Ivy River flipped the phone camera around and handed it to Nora Goldsmith.
Nora instantly understood, circled Ivy River with the camera, and said, "Grandma, don't worry. My sister is fine. As long as she doesn't cause trouble for others, it's all good."
"Causing trouble is fine, as long as Ivy's okay. No matter how big the trouble, the Blake Clan Group can handle it. If not, the Wiles Clan Group can join in as practice."
The Old Lady Blake was very protective, "Edwin Blake can leave, but you absolutely cannot. Be good and listen to grandma."
"Alright, I'll listen to you. I won't leave. Once I'm done here, I'll return home. It should be after nine at night there, right? Hurry and rest, don't stay up late."
Ivy River checked the time, frowning as she instructed.
