Chapter 30: Spitting Out Dark Blood

Isla Sutton rasped, "Edwin, I'm fine; you don't need to worry, don't trouble the Divine Doctor."

"Of course you're fine. You've taken the antidote I gave you; if anything's wrong, you're just pretending."

Ivy River sneered; she detested fake innocence the most.

Isla's lips quivered as her complexion turned pale, her fingers trembled slightly, and her eyes brimmed with tears.

Edwin Blake consoled Isla in a low voice, "It's okay, you'll get better. If she can't cure you, I'll have her pay with her life."

Ivy glanced at Edwin, her eyes meeting his as he looked up.

She smiled wryly, "President Blake, you have quite the taste, even in a place like this."

Apologies, it really was inappropriate for her to show up in such a situation.

She hadn't worn a mask today, and even the mole at the corner of her eye was uncovered.

Her beauty was mesmerizing.

It was the first time Isla saw Ivy without a mask, her eyes filled with jealousy.

Edwin stood up, "No."