Madeline Woods heard this sentence and felt like the sky had fallen.
"Ivy River, I'm begging you, please..."
Ivy River was in a great mood and couldn't help but lean down, "Back then you begged me, and maybe I would have let you live. Now? Sorry."
Madeline looked at the alluring tear mole at the corner of Ivy River's eye.
At this moment, she was like a lively little deer, captivating and enchanting.
But the words she spoke were very cold.
"Ivy River, I'm begging you, as long as you help me, whatever you need from me in the future, I will help you, really, trust me, I know a lot of dignitaries now, I'm begging you..."
Madeline pleaded bitterly.
Ivy River pondered for a while, "At most, I'll blur you out, that's my greatest mercy, but this matter is only known to you and Isla Sutton, so when she comes to you, it has nothing to do with me."
"Okay, okay! Thank you, Sister Ivy, in the future if you need anything from me, just let me know."
