Edwin Blake thought for a moment, "One billion, delete that tweet, and I'll handle the PR afterward. I can guarantee it won't affect you at all."
Ivy River sneered, "President Blake, I never thought a tweet I posted could be worth so much one day."
"It's actually not about the money. I know you're the victim. What Isla did five years ago was indeed wrong, and I apologize on her behalf."
Edwin looked at her, saw she wasn't speaking, and continued to coax her gently, "Besides, Grandma is getting old and can't be upset by these matters all the time. You're a doctor, you should know this, right?"
Ivy River lowered her eyes, seemingly deep in thought.
"Ivy, I only have two kids, Fatty and Emmy. If you topple the Blake Clan now, what will happen to the kids?"
"That move doesn't work on me," Ivy River looked up at him and said, "I have enough money for them to spend, and I don't want Fatty to have anything to do with the Blake Clan."
