Old Lady Blake spoke bluntly.
Edwin Blake's face turned slightly red, and he argued, "Grandma, how can you say that!"
"I'm speaking the truth. If you were capable, I wouldn't be worried!" Old Lady Blake said with exasperation.
Edwin said nothing.
He thought to himself, how do you know I haven't tricked someone into bed?
Not only did he trick someone, but twice!
But he didn't dare to say that aloud. Once said, his grandma would only escalate things further.
Old Lady Blake sighed and started nagging Edwin again, "Edwin, if you manage to get Ivy back, it'd be a miracle!"
Edwin replied without any sincerity, "Oh, I'll try my best. Can Harry get in the car now?"
Old Lady Blake scolded furiously, "Where is Harry? Hasn't he come back yet? Do you dislike listening to me that much?"
Edwin didn't say much, he simply opened the car door.
Harry Ross, standing by the car, forced a smile, not daring to speak or even breathe heavily.
