The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor
Chapter 173 - 172 Emmy’s Curiosity

Chapter 173: Chapter 172 Emmy’s Curiosity

Ava Sutton said urgently, "Uncle, I’m fine. I just accidentally bumped my head earlier. Please don’t ask Uncle Harry Ross to come deliver to me; it would take over an hour. Delivery only takes about twenty minutes..."

She explained everything.

Edwin Blake nodded, "Alright, if anything comes up, just contact me. Uncle will transfer money to you. Sorry, I’m hanging up now. Your aunt’s quite busy, she’ll get in touch once she’s free. She has a competition coming up, so she probably doesn’t have her phone with her."

Ava Sutton nodded, "I know, Uncle Blake. Thank you! Without you, I might starve to death."

After hanging up.

Isla Sutton swiftly snatched Ava Sutton’s phone.

She was just waiting for Edwin to transfer money.

A minute later.

Edwin Blake transferred a hundred thousand via WeChat.

Isla Sutton was astonished and couldn’t help but complain, "Really? So stingy!"

"Mom, how much money does Uncle Blake give me for ordering takeout... I can’t even spend all of this. Maybe I should make another call?"

Isla Sutton quickly stopped her from doing so.

"No need. Just go read. I’ll pay for your books."

A hundred thousand, just for a meal.

Normally, that’s actually quite a lot.

But right now, even with that amount, it’s useless to her.

If it really doesn’t work out...

A determined glint flashed in Isla Sutton’s eyes, after which she got up and organized some documents.

She forwarded all the elements she needed to add to Leon Peterson.

This time, she had to succeed.

Failure was not an option.

...

Blake Clan Group.

Harry Ross frantically knocked on the door, urgently exclaiming, "President, there’s something that needs your immediate attention."

Edwin Blake frowned, displeased, "Alright, alright."

Harry Ross stood still, catching his breath before continuing, "There’s a minor issue with the Australian market, and it requires your personal attention."

"When?" Edwin Blake furrowed his brows.

Harry Ross cautiously handed over the documents, speaking softly, "Now... The partners can only wait until tomorrow morning, so we need to fly over now. The deal is huge, and I can’t convince them otherwise."

Edwin Blake took a glance.

"Didn’t Liam Woods handle this? I recall he reported that everything was resolved."

Harry Ross shook his head, "No, it’s pretty severe now. The partners suddenly changed their minds and would rather pay the penalty than continue with us. President Woods really can’t handle it..."

"Book the ticket."

Harry Ross promptly said, "I’ve got everything arranged. I’ve also organized your schedule for the coming days, so you can head to the airport now. Oh, right, I’ve packed a few of your outfits—they should be enough."

Edwin Blake nodded and headed out.

Initially, after the meeting, he had intended to go home.

He discovered that a picture of him and Ivy River had been vandalized.

No doubt, it was that ungrateful son of his who did it.

Just as he planned to return home, this issue arose!

...

Monday afternoon.

Ivy River took the kids to the old residence to dine with Old Lady Blake.

She moved cautiously, worried Edwin might show up. Who would’ve thought he was out on a business trip!

Ivy River relaxed immediately, speaking without reservation.

"Grandma, come here, let me check your pulse and assess your condition."

Old Lady Blake chuckled, "Oh, you’re this happy just because that brat isn’t around?"

"Am I that obvious?"

Ivy River made no attempt to hide it, openly admitting.

Old Lady Blake shook her head, "You look so radiant that if I couldn’t tell, my eyes aren’t worth keeping."

"Hehe, Grandma, what nonsense are you talking? Don’t speak; I’m checking your pulse."

Ivy River said, diving into her task.

A few minutes later.

She opened her eyes, "You’re recovering well this time. As long as you don’t stress or have unresolved issues, you won’t often get angry, keeping your body strong! Not bad, good job!"

"Can you make Grandma even happier?"

Ivy River glanced up, flatly responding, "If it involves a second child or remarriage, don’t even bring it up. It’s not happening."

"Hmph!"

Old Lady Blake snorted, turning away from Ivy River.

This girl is like a worm in her stomach.

How could she be so accurate!

Ivy River called out loudly to Fatty and Emmy, "You two, go play with your Great-grandmother. Mom’s tired and needs a rest."

"Okay!"

The two little ones happily ran over to Old Lady Blake.

They chatted away, making her thrilled and cheerful.

Meanwhile, Ivy River stealthily headed upstairs into the study.

This was Edwin’s childhood study and also where Harrison Blake once worked.

She wanted to see if there was any trace of Harrison Blake’s younger days.

But after searching around, she found no clues whatsoever.

To think about it, she’s been married into the Blake Family for three years and has never seen what Father Blake looks like.

In this vast old residence.

She’d roam around with nothing better to do, not even finding an old garment, let alone a photo.

Suddenly.

An idea struck Ivy River. She noticed the books on the shelves were well-preserved.

She checked the titles.

They weren’t the types Edwin liked, meaning these were probably Harrison Blake’s preferences.

Maybe she could find some traces in them?

Ivy River opened a cabinet door and pulled out an old book.

From the hallway came Butler Lee’s calls.

"Ivy, Young Madam, where are you? Lunch is ready."

Without a response, the search began room by room.

Muttering along the way, "Where is this child? Which room is she asleep in without a word."

As the footsteps approached the study.

Ivy River hastily put the bookshelf back in order, then casually lay down on the sofa with a book in hand.

When the door opened.

Butler Lee saw her pretending to nap, gently rousing her awake.

Ivy River feigned sluggish awakening, "Lee Nanny, what’s the matter?"

"It’s mealtime, Ivy. How did you fall asleep?"

"The depth of knowledge in these books was overwhelming, further exhausting me, with the texts acting as a lullaby..."

Butler Lee said nothing, her expression complex as she looked at the book’s title.

"How to Make a Dominant CEO Fall in Love with Me"

Ivy River glanced over, her face instantly turning crimson.

She stole a peek at the bookshelf—arrayed there prominently were novels about chasing love.

Her nerves tense, she hurriedly walked out.

Damn it!

How could I not notice the title when I picked it up?

This is just great, truly embarrassing...

Her thoughts drifted to the past.

When Ivy River first married Edwin Blake, she obsessed daily over winning him over.

Hence, she bought many bizarre novels online.

During the stint in the old residence, she brought them along.

She originally thought she’d discard them after the divorce, but unexpectedly, they were preserved so meticulously...

Is the purpose to embarrass her more in the future?

Like now.

Butler Lee laughed heartily behind her.

At the dining table.

Old Lady Blake eyed her flushed face and asked, "Dreaming of spring?"

"No!"

Emmy, curious and adorable, asked, "What’s a spring dream?"

Fatty covered her eyes, speaking maturely, "Kids shouldn’t hear this stuff. Get these dirty thoughts out of your head!"

Emmy, even more curious, batted her big, sparkling eyes at Ivy River.

Just then.

Butler Lee, serving dishes, teased, "Oh, Ivy hasn’t recovered yet?"

Old Lady Blake, all gossipy.

After listening to what Butler Lee had to say, she gave Ivy River an ambiguous look, "Whenever you’re ready, Grandma is here to help you out."