The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor
Chapter 179 - 178: The True and False Wiles Clan Daughter

Chapter 179: Chapter 178: The True and False Wiles Clan Daughter

Ivy River stared at Jonah Wiles, slightly curving her lips, "Even if I’m not upset, Dad’s getting older and might fall ill, he’ll need to see me. Remember to make an appointment so I can earn a bit. I can’t treat for free."

Her smile immediately captivated everyone’s attention.

Despite being a woman, seeing her face with that smile, she appeared as the infatuated crush of many.

Too perfect.

Her face looked beautiful without any makeup; imagine how dazed the men here would be if she did wear some.

Jonah Wiles realized and turned away, ignoring Ivy River.

Ivy kept following him, chattering nonstop.

"Old man, it’s your birthday today. I specially brought the kids to see you. You can’t just ignore me. Don’t be so stingy, expand your mind a bit. Your beer belly is so big, how can you still be so petty."

Isla Sutton stood there, speaking sarcastically, "It’s obvious Uncle Wiles doesn’t want to talk to you. Why keep insisting, coming in without an invitation, could she really be a Wiles daughter?"

Her words stirred a commotion.

As someone recalled her name was Ivy River.

If not mistaken, she was the one married to Edwin Blake, three years married, and shelved for three years.

Rumor was she was from a rural village; could it be a name coincidence?

But that shouldn’t be the case, why bear the surname River instead of Wiles.

Then a woman who had admired Gale Wiles for long made a sour remark holding a glass of red wine:

"Yeah, a woman from nowhere claiming relations suddenly, how could she be Old Master’s daughter? Isn’t the Wiles daughter supposed to be abroad not yet returned? Besides, the surnames don’t match."

One person led on.

Many began gossiping about Ivy River, voices growing louder.

"A Wiles daughter? Does she deserve it? Not even wearing makeup, seems like she’s here to associate with the high and mighty. Didn’t see the kids just now, too speechless before her. Only Gale Wiles spoke a couple of words, she might just be his mistress."

"Even if it’s true, if she had kids abroad without getting married, that’s scandalous. Heard she’s settled abroad, while domestic developments are so good she doesn’t return, she must have done something shameful."

"Let’s not say that. What if she avoided makeup to not steal her father’s thunder? We still don’t know the full situation; better to keep it down a bit."

"A Wiles daughter carrying only a plastic bag here, I just don’t believe it."

...

These harsh words fell into the ears of Ivy River and Jonah Wiles.

Jonah was angry, rightfully so, but wouldn’t allow anyone to slander his child.

He turned, "Today is my birthday banquet, if everyone wishes to gossip and speak nonsense, please leave my birthday party. Standing next to me is my youngest daughter, Ivy River."

As soon as he spoke.

Everyone fell silent; Jonah Wiles personally stated so, it couldn’t be false.

Those who spoke poorly of Ivy now kept their mouths shut.

But Jonah Wiles didn’t plan to let them off; he was furious, "Gale Wiles, find someone to throw out those who were gossiping!"

Jonah Wiles was notoriously bad-tempered in Riverland City.

It was evident even before the party began as he unhesitatingly kicked his own son’s rear.

With a brisk temperament, his actions were straightforward and never muddled.

Even if he took something of yours, when asked, he’d admit it openly, never lying.

This was part of his success.

And very protective.

Ivy River stood up to block him, "It’s alright."

Jonah was displeased, intentionally huffing to catch Ivy’s attention.

But she merely brushed him off, instead walking over to Fatty.

"Did you hand the gift you prepared for grandpa over to him?"

Fatty, too, became stubborn, "Not giving it to grandpa."

"Then did Emmy give hers?"

Emmy shook her head with a pout, then earnestly broke free from Jonah’s arm.

Seeing this, Jonah Wiles could only let her be.

The next moment.

Emmy looked at Ivy River tearfully, her tears welled up instantly.

She reached out aggrievedly, asking for a hug.

Ivy River helplessly picked her up, patting her back, "Why so aggrieved, crying so much like this? Grandpa didn’t recognize you initially, right? Who’s to blame?"

Emmy rested her little head on Ivy’s shoulder, sobbing, "Blame uncle, all uncle’s fault!"

Hearing this, Gale Wiles showed a hint of helplessness, speaking in confusion, "Why blame me?"

Ivy shot him a glance and continued.

"Yes, blame uncle. Yet why direct your anger at grandpa?"

"Grandpa was fierce just now," Emmy continued to sob.

Ivy soothed her, "Grandpa is just like that. See his beer belly, isn’t it big, just like a watermelon?"

Emmy nodded, her cute voice chirped, "Yes."

"And isn’t a watermelon rough outside but sweet inside?"

"Yes."

Ivy nodded, "Exactly, your grandpa is rough on the outside, looking like a gangster, but he actually likes you a lot. Just between us, he loves little girls, your mom was his favorite when young, your uncle often got scolded."

"Really?" Emmy’s spirits lifted, eyes back to shining, staring at Gale Wiles, "Uncle, did you really get scolded a lot when you were little?"

Gale Wiles: "..."

He rolled his eyes at Ivy and chose not to answer.

Yet helplessly.

"Uncle~ why aren’t you answering? Silence means tacit approval; does it mean you really got hit often?"

Emmy pursued relentlessly, clearly intending to keep at it unless answered.

Just as he was about to reply.

Ivy covertly reminded, "You can ask grandpa, you know."

"Don’t!"

Before Gale could stop her, Emmy’s sweet voice loudly asked, "Grandpa! Tell me, did you favor my mom the most when she was young and scold uncle a lot?"

"It needn’t be questioned! From when your uncle wore open-crotch pants he was punished to stand, your mom was clever, always shifting blame to him, getting not only scolded but hit as well."

Old Master Wiles glanced at Ivy, unable to hold it in.

"Your mom, ever since young, was a relief. Grandpa always liked your mom most. In our Wiles family! We value daughters over sons, never the reverse. Your uncle hardly had any say since young."

As his words fell.

Gale Wiles became silent, all his secrets out.

No human rights!

Everyone else fell silent too.

There’d been rumors of a pet foster daughter at the Wiles, with quite the temper.

Often causing trouble outside and getting Gale Wiles to tidy up.

She could even deftly evade Jonah’s scolding at home.

Everyone always thought it was false, even doubting the existence of a foster daughter.

But today, hearing and seeing it firsthand.

Turns out the daughter was the family’s beloved one, while the real son was born later on!

"Great! Thank you, grandpa, thank you for looking after my mom so well."

Emmy’s sudden words made Jonah Wiles unable to hold back.

He turned around discreetly, wiped his eyes, and then spoke to Emmy, "Come on, let grandpa give you a hug."

Throughout, this old rascal hadn’t spoken a word to Ivy River.

Yet his gaze never left her.

Ivy River placed Emmy down, "Go to grandpa, today’s his birthday, go give him the birthday gift you prepared."

Her calm demeanor deeply hurt Jonah Wiles.