The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor
Chapter 247: Original Text - Two Hundred and Forty-Six Modified - 246

Chapter 247: Original Text: Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Six Modified: Chapter 246

Does the second child also have no inheritance rights?

Old Lady Blake heard the argument between the two and asked from the living room, "Edwin Blake, you rascal, why are you here again?"

Ivy River gave Edwin Blake a glare and walked directly towards the living room.

"Edwin Blake, can’t you just let us grandparents have some time alone together?"

Old Lady Blake looked at the little snotty kid behind Ivy with great dismay.

Edwin Blake didn’t get angry, shamelessly sitting on the sofa, "Grandma, I’m your biological grandson, how can you despise me like this?"

"I’m tired of saying how much I despise you. If you have nothing to do, go take on more projects and save money for Emmy and Fatty."

Old Lady Blake felt that this man in front of her was very annoying.

"Grandma, you can’t earn all the money in the world. Sometimes I need to rest too, even machines need to stop and rest for a while, let alone I’m not a robot."

"You could be."

Edwin Blake sighed helplessly, "Grandma, why are you getting more childish the older you get?"

"If you can’t stand it, then leave. That’s how Ivy and I get along, and we get along well, so there’s nothing wrong with this approach. The problem should be with you."

Hearing this, Ivy River couldn’t help but chuckle, "Grandma, you’re absolutely right."

"Then I’ll leave after I ask my question, Grandma," Edwin Blake surrendered directly, "Ivy River, I just have one question for you: Does Isla need a second treatment for her hand?"

"No."

Ivy River seemed to have anticipated what Edwin Blake would ask.

It was true, he couldn’t go three sentences without mentioning Isla.

Who knows what kind of spell Isla put on him.

She shouldn’t have gone out of her way to save Edwin Blake!

She should have let him ask Isla for help when he was poisoned to see if she was willing to save him.

Heh heh.

Old Lady Blake, hearing Isla’s name, immediately spoke up, "Edwin Blake, this is the last time I’m warning you. If I hear you mention Isla again, you can get out."

Edwin Blake instinctively explained, "It’s Isla’s finger that’s hurt. Ivy River treated her, so it’s normal for me to ask what’s next, right?"

Old Lady Blake narrowed her eyes, her voice cold, "Say that one more time?"

Edwin Blake was just about to speak.

Ivy River noticed the tension in Old Lady Blake and immediately spoke up, "Edwin Blake, get out of here. If Grandma gets angry because of Isla today and her health suffers, I’ll have Isla’s head."

"You dare!" Edwin Blake immediately responded coldly.

"How do you know I don’t dare if you don’t try?"

Ivy River was not afraid of Edwin Blake’s gaze, directly meeting his eyes.

Edwin Blake saw the coldness in Ivy River’s eyes and felt a moment of panic, "Fine, if there’s nothing wrong then I’m relieved. The main concern is the design contest, which is critical for her probation period."

Old Lady Blake got even angrier, pointing to the door, "Get out."

Edwin Blake didn’t continue the topic, knowing his grandma was angry.

He cleverly changed the subject, "Grandma, how about having dinner with the kids tonight?"

"Of course, we should have dinner together. I’ll go pick them up later."

At the mention of the kids, Old Lady Blake’s tone instantly softened.

At that moment, Ivy River’s phone rang.

She glanced at it, stood up, and instructed Edwin Blake, "Since you don’t want to leave, stay and keep Grandma company, or you two could go for a walk; the neighborhood is still pretty decent."

"So now that you have something to handle, you don’t want me to leave?"

Hearing Edwin Blake’s annoying tone, Ivy River frowned and said coldly, "You can leave. I’ll handle things quickly."

"Alright, Ivy, you go ahead. I’ll take a stroll outside."

Old Lady Blake then looked at Edwin Blake, "Come over here and help me take a walk."

She knew that if Ivy River said something like that, she must be busy.

And she didn’t want them to overhear anything at home.

"I won’t help you!"

Edwin Blake said, but quickly went over to help, "Next time you’re this mean to me, I won’t help you, humph."

Old Lady Blake laughed and hit Edwin Blake a few times.

The two went outside.

Old Lady Blake looked at the construction team, couldn’t help but marvel, "Ivy’s speed is really fast."

Talking about it, Edwin Blake got displeased, "Yeah, can’t you talk to her about it?"

"You, you’re just bringing trouble on yourself. Now you regret it, don’t you? What did I tell you before? You didn’t listen, tsk. Now it’s too late to regret."

Edwin Blake said defiantly, "Who regrets it? I don’t regret it."

"Only you know if you regret it. Take me to the house next door to look."

Seeing the villa, Old Lady Blake couldn’t help but ask, "Has Ivy ever been to this house?"

"Not yet, but she might have been here during the renovation."

Old Lady Blake snorted, "That’s impossible. If Ivy came here, you might not even get in today. That wall would have been built long ago."

Edwin Blake retorted, "That’s not necessarily true."

Old Lady Blake chuckled, "This is a one-to-one recreation, isn’t it?"

"Yes, Grandma."

"Why did you move here to live? Still say you don’t regret it, Edwin. Grandma sees things more clearly than you. You should treat Ivy well in the future."

Old Lady Blake paused, "You might still have a chance."

Edwin Blake shook his head, "I moved here to build a relationship with the kids, not for Ivy."

"Stubborn rascal."

Old Lady Blake said no more and started to wander around the house.

When she pushed open the small study door on the second floor.

She was stunned by a single wedding photo of Ivy and further amazed by Fatty’s artwork.

Edwin Blake, seeing his grandma’s surprise, explained, "Your great-grandson’s work. Fatty has been here before. He probably doesn’t like me, so he cut me out."

"Good job. He’s my good grandson."

Old Lady Blake couldn’t help but give a thumbs up, marveling, "Truly surpassing the master. Fatty is even more intense than you were as a child. He’s sure to be a great success."

"What’s the use of success if Ivy doesn’t want him involved in the company? If I can keep working, I don’t want him involved either."

"Nonsense!"

Old Lady Blake angrily reprimanded, her tone firm, "He’s your child. It’s only right for him to have your things!"

Edwin Blake knew his grandma misunderstood him, so he explained:

"If Fatty has an industry he likes, I’ll encourage him to pursue it. A child’s youth is once in a lifetime and shouldn’t be wasted. If he can manage the Blake Clan Group well, let him do what he wants, and I’ll pass it on when I can’t carry on."

"At least that makes sense."

Edwin Blake said helplessly, "Grandma, could it be that you misunderstood me from the beginning?"

"No, you expressed yourself poorly from the beginning." Old Lady Blake argued.

"If possible, I really wish Fatty could take over now, but that’s not realistic."

Old Lady Blake coldly said, "As long as you know. Let me tell you again, in the future, the Blake Clan Group can only belong to Fatty and Emmy. Other children have no inheritance rights."

Edwin Blake lazily said, "What if Ivy has a second child? Does he also have no rights?"