Ivy River looked at her suspiciously, as if she were looking at a fool.
She spoke calmly, "Continue, finish what you were saying."
Isla looked at her indifferent demeanor, her anger rising even more.
"Did I hit a sore spot? You're destined to be a pitiful person in this life, your children can't recognize their ancestry, or by the time they return to the Blake Family, they'll have to call me mom."
"By then they'll be at my mercy, all in the palm of my hand!"
"You, destined to be a little doctor, earning a small salary on Twitter every month, struggling to raise those two little bastards!"
Ivy River sneered, squinting at Isla.
She really hit the nail on the head.
Her children would not recognize their ancestry.
It's not that they can't, it's that she won't allow it.
"Ivy River, you're really a heartless person!"
Isla reached out after seeing her smile, intending to slap her.
