Edwin Blake saw and immediately let go of Ivy River.
Isla Sutton's eyes turned red with pity, biting her lip without speaking.
Edwin Blake frowned, "Isla, why are you here?"
Isla Sutton looked pitiful, raising the lunch box in her hand, "I brought you some food."
Pitiful indeed, like a pure white flower.
Ivy River couldn't help but laugh softly.
Edwin Blake looked at her, furious, "Ivy River! What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, President Blake, go comfort your dear. Can't you see she misunderstood the two of us?"
Ivy River turned to leave, but Edwin Blake grabbed her arm.
"We still haven't settled our score."
Settle a score?
What score?
Is there still anything to talk about between them?
Isla Sutton came before them, eyes red with feigned shock, "When did Ivy return? Why didn't you tell me and Edwin in advance?"
Ivy River calmly said, "Miss Sutton, we aren't that close. Just call me Ivy River, also..."
