Deceive

Harry's eyes suddenly lit up. He suddenly felt that the turning point of the matter could be grasped through his daughter.

As long as Ivy was willing to recognize him, he would be considered half a member of the Livingston family. Then, he wouldn't have to endure that dead fat woman, Emma. Thinking of this, Harry sighed, "Thank you for speaking up for Dad. Dad has been wrong before, I..."

"Dad, please stop." Ivy, afraid she might vomit, quickly interrupted him. "We are family; there's no need for such polite words. Dad, I'm here to take you to see Grandpa. Let's go."

After saying this, she was about to pull Harry to leave. At this moment, Lilith rushed in and shouted, "Wait!"

She ran to Ivy's side, forcibly separating Ivy's hand from Harry's arm.

"You forgot what I told you before we came?"

Hearing this, Harry suddenly perked up his ears.

Ivy pretended to look embarrassed and whispered, "Lilith, don't be like this. I'll use my private