The Billionaire Ex-Wife Stormed Back as a Marvelous Divine Doctor-Chapter 58 - Standing Up for Me, Miss Sutton Will Get Jealous

58: Chapter 58: Standing Up for Me, Miss Sutton Will Get Jealous

58 -58: Standing Up for Me, Miss Sutton Will Get Jealous

Ivy’s words fell, and the scene went silent.

Edwin Blake’s face turned instantly dour.

The temperature around him plummeted, feeling as if it could freeze someone to death.

Isla was furious; Ivy had struck her where it hurt the most.

Five years!

Edwin Blake still hadn’t married her, and the old fossil of the Blake Family wouldn’t relent.

She was just a nameless person!

So everyone just called her Miss Sutton.

“Ivy!

You’re a divorced woman, remarried, on what grounds do you get to talk to me like that!”

Ivy looked innocent and spoke lightly, “Just based on the fact that your work is garbage.”

“What?

Not allowed to speak the truth?

Everyone present has eyes, you know whether you’re giving a gift or junk, and everyone’s well aware.”

Isla’s mind went rigid, “You, a homewrecker, still dare to criticize me!

My gift is a token of my regard, and you!

How dare you tarnish my design.”

“Oh~ so that was your design, huh.

My kindergarten paintings look nicer.”

Isla suddenly stepped forward and raised her hand, intending to slap Ivy.

The next second, Edwin Blake and Gale Wiles spoke at the same time in cold voices.

“Isla!”

“Isla Sutton, if you dare to land that slap, I’ll see you shattered.”

Ivy coldly smiled, directly gripping Isla’s wrist, reversing, and slapping her back.

“Mess with me, I won’t hit back if people don’t hit first.

Keep your hands to yourself.”

She flexed her wrist, leaning close to Isla’s ear and spoke viciously, “Does it hurt?

It should.

This is only an appetizer; I’ll repay the two slaps from back then double.”

Isla’s eyes were red with fury, baring her teeth, she wanted to rush at Ivy.

“Want more?”

Ivy suddenly lashed out with her leg, tripping her to the ground.

“Oh dear, I’m wearing a dress today, need to maintain my lady-like image.”

Watching the situation unfold, Edwin rushed over to shield Isla behind him, “That’s enough, Ivy.”

“President Blake, was I the one who made the first move?

I don’t think so, everyone can vouch for me.

Don’t wrong a good person.”

Ivy retorted.

Isla staggered to her feet, clinging to Edwin’s sleeve, “Edwin…she insulted me first.”

“Just speaking the truth, so what?”

Isla was infuriated, “If you have the guts, go draw something for Uncle Harper, if not, then apologize to me!”

“Alright.”

Gale Wiles, seeing her agree, frowned deeply, “Ivy, you…”

Ivy gave him a reassuring look.

Her red lips curved into a cold smile, “I could draw the garbage Isla Sutton gave with my eyes closed.”

Edwin listened to Gale’s affectionate address, snorting coldly.

He spoke coldly, “If that’s the case, let’s compete indoors, or settle it offline.

This is Elder Harper’s birthday party; no one has eaten yet, let’s not waste everyone’s time.”

Everyone understood the undertone.

He simply didn’t want to keep putting on a show for everyone.

Ivy cast a disdainful glance, “Knowing it’s Elder Harper’s birthday party, don’t cause trouble, control your woman.”

Isla felt Ivy was scared and immediately gained confidence, “We’ll compete indoors, not where everyone is supposed to have fun, if you don’t go, then you’re scared.”

Ivy stared tightly at Isla, “If my design turns out better than yours, you’ll kneel and apologize?”

“Fine!

If yours isn’t as good as mine, then you kneel and kowtow to apologize!”

Ivy nodded, then turned and spoke to Gale Wiles, “Remember to record a video when she kneels to me later.”

Gale Wiles, helpless but doting, spoke, “Okay, all up to you.”

Edwin kept a stern face, not speaking.

His gaze was fixed on Ivy and Gale.

His heart feeling quite unsettled.

Peterson Harper spotted this, mustered up the courage, stepped forward, and spoke, “I’m delighted with both the gifts Miss Sutton gave; and later, Mrs.

Wiles is to give me one more, today I really received a lot of benefits.”

Edwin found the term “Mrs.

Wiles” grating.

He spoke coldly, “President Harper, can we move on to the next item?”

Peterson Harper couldn’t help but wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, then tugged Jason Harper over, laughing heartily:

“Today is my birthday, but I want to find a match for this undutiful son in my family.

If there’s anyone with suitable daughters, please introduce them to me.”

“He might usually be irresponsible, but he’s corrected his ways, and has started taking over the family business recently.

Everyone, please be considerate towards my son; if there’s anyone suitable, make sure to introduce them to me!”

Jason Harper quickly followed up, “Thank you everyone, thank you, dad.”

“I have nothing more to do then; let’s all have our meals?

If anyone’s tired, they can rest; we’ve prepared guest rooms.”

Peterson Harper finished the last of his polite words, finally ending this awkward feast.

Everyone cheered at once, quickly dispersing.

They had immensely enjoyed watching the dramatic scene but feared Edwin Blake might retaliate against them.

So they held back, not daring to speak.

Now disbanded, groups quickly gathered not far away to gossip.

But their gazes clandestinely fixed on Edwin and Ivy.

“Elder Harper, is there an empty space I could use?”

Ivy softly inquired.

Peterson Harper awkwardly led her inside the villa, “If Mrs.

Wiles doesn’t mind, perhaps inside my residence?”

“Alright, thank you, Elder Harper, you go ahead, I’ll call when I’m done drawing.”

“Do you need anything?”

“Just bring me two sheets of paper and any kind of pen will do.”

Staff quickly brought over paper and various pens.

“If Mrs.

Wiles needs anything else, feel free to ask, I’ll go greet everyone outside for now?”

Peterson Harper hurriedly left; linger there too long, it was too oppressive!

Isla loudly derided, “You don’t even know the basic tools a designer needs, yet you come here boasting.”

Ivy glanced sideways, a touch of ridicule on her lips, “It’s quiet here, later when you kneel, no one will know, it’s crowded outside, I worry you might be embarrassed.”

Edwin walked in, having finished smoking outside.

Seeing the paper and pen before Ivy, he frowned and spoke coldly, “Ivy, if you can’t do it, an apology will suffice.”

Ivy spoke mockingly, “Is President Blake stepping in to resolve this on my behalf?

Speaking up for your ex-wife, Miss Sutton might get upset with you.”

Gale Wiles stood beside Ivy at that moment, “President Blake needn’t worry about Ivy, just manage your Isla Sutton, later on, don’t plead for mercy.”

Edwin remained silent, his expression overcast.

Isla felt an extreme jealousy.

Why was this wench so lucky!

Edwin Blake’s attitude towards her had been entirely visible to her, even after the divorce, it was still like this!

No, she must give Ivy a good humiliation later.

Ivy said nothing further, sincerely beginning to draw.

For her, clothing was the simplest category.

No need for contemplation.

Not even needing repetitive modifications.

She carefully sketched on paper, soon forming a handsome Zhongshan suit.

Isla watched Ivy’s posture, feeling like she genuinely might know what she’s doing.

Her heart tightened.