"No way, are you kidding me? Is that woman really not going to help us?"
"Face reality, Ivy River just said she'd help us. Was she serious? Let's go ask her, damn it!"
"Where's Ivy River? Ivy, your uncles—seriously, after this, we'll definitely be on the same side as you."
Ivy River looked at the flames in front of her, feeling a hint of worry.
She anxiously went inside to check on Jonah Wiles, "Dad, Grace Foster will be back soon to help you. Can you ask my brother to take you out first?"
With those words.
The window above her head suddenly opened.
Then Isla threw in a torch and heavily locked the window shut.
Being an iron window, it couldn't be opened no matter what.
Standing at the door, Isla spat venomously, "Ivy River, you're a sinner for the ages. Whether it's the Wiles Clan Group or the Blake Clan Group, they're both doomed because of you. If you were smart, you'd be reborn quickly in your next life. Die already!"
