Isla cried out, "Ivy, I beg you, this is my only child. If something happens to her, I'll be devastated, truly devastated. How about you let me call Edwin, please?"
"There's no room for negotiation on this matter. Even if you call Edwin Blake now and he agrees, I won't agree."
Ivy River spoke, looking at Isla.
"Please, really, just let me make one call to Edwin Blake, okay?"
Ivy looked at Isla's pleading eyes.
"I don't know if Edwin Blake has regained consciousness. He had low blood sugar earlier. I can make the call for you."
Isla listened to the ring tone sounding over and over.
Just as she was about to lose all hope.
The call was connected.
Harry Ross's voice came through, "Madam, what can I do for you?"
"Nothing much, it's just that Isla wants to speak to your boss. Has he regained consciousness? If not, could you wake him up? It's about time."
"Ah, Madam, what does Miss Sutton want with the boss?"
Harry's voice was somewhat helpless.
No.
