"Mr. Livingston!" Ivy held him, her voice trembling, completely forgetting that she was a doctor. Uncle Jim immediately lifted Andy and rushed to the emergency room, instructing Ivy to find a doctor. Soon, the doctor came out of the emergency room and reassured Ivy. "He's okay, he just passed out due to excessive excitement. He'll wake up soon." Uncle Jim's anxiety lessened as he heard this, and he looked at Ivy. "It's time to change your address, Miss." Ivy was startled, realizing that she was still holding the report of the paternity test. Returning to reality, she looked at the man who had just fainted and realized that he was her grandfather. As for her mother... Ivy could only imagine the headache she'd have when discussing this with her mother. With a heavy heart, she called her mother. "Mom, what are you doing?" "Ivy, I'm just sorting through things I brought from the old house. We're moving to the new house soon, so I thought it's time for a fresh start. I didn't expect to find a letter from your grandmother." Her voice sounded a bit hoarse on the other end. "In the letter, your grandmother left me an inheritance, which is kept in a safe at the insurance company in the city center. She said that if I ever found myself in a desperate situation, I should go to the insurance company with this letter to retrieve the inheritance." "Ivy, your grandmother did so much for me and worried about me so much. How could I have betrayed her by marrying your father? I've hurt her and caused her a lifetime of anxiety. I was such an unfilial daughter!" "Mom, please don't be sad; it's all in the past. Your mother is surely proud to see you standing up like this," Ivy gently comforted her mother. They spoke on the phone for a long time until Emma's emotions had stabilized. Finally, Ivy asked, "Mom, have you ever thought about finding your father, my grandpa?" Emma hesitated for a moment and didn't know how to respond. "Ivy, why are you suddenly asking about this?" Ivy smiled softly. "It's nothing. I just felt that now that Grandma has passed away, maybe you should consider acknowledging your father. After all, we are all family..." She was saying these words against her own feelings, and it hurt her deeply. While others reconciling with their family was a happy occasion, for her, it was a difficult dilemma. "Ivy, I left my father when I was very young. Your grandmother talked to me about him, and I can't be so selfish. If I acknowledge him now, it wouldn't be fair to your grandmother. She has suffered so much resentment and injustice all these years. I can't ignore her pain." "Mom, I'm sorry," Ivy felt a pang in her heart, realizing that her earlier words had hurt her mother. "Don't say that; I know you're thinking of me," Emma comforted her. "Let's not talk about this anymore. When will you come back? I want you to accompany me to the insurance company; I want to retrieve your grandmother's belongings." Ivy checked her schedule on her phone and looked at the unconscious Andy in the hospital room. After a moment of contemplation, she said, "Can I come back now?" At this moment, she really didn't know how to face Andy, so she decided to leave for a few days. This way, she could assess her mother's attitude and give Andy some time to calm down. After ending the call, she turned to Uncle Jim and said, "Uncle Jim, I'll go home for a while to see my mom. As for..." Uncle Jim, with his years of experience, understood what Ivy was thinking. He nodded and said, "Miss, please go home. I'll handle things here." "Thank you, Uncle Jim." Ivy felt relieved and quickly left the hospital, taking a high-speed train back to her hometown. Upon her return home, her mother had already finished packing. Impatient to see what her grandmother had left, she tugged her mother, heading towards the direction of the insurance company. When they arrived at the insurance company and were in the process of completing the paperwork, Harry and Amara rushed in. "What are you doing here?" Ivy shielded her mother behind her, watching the two with a wary expression. She wondered how they had found out that she was here. Harry sneered, "Why can't I come? That woman's inheritance is our shared property as husband and wife. I'm here to take what rightfully belongs to us!" "Sorry, Miss Jones," one of the insurance company staff said apologetically to Ivy, "When we contacted you, we called the number provided by the old lady. We didn't expect it to be..."Ivy realized what had happened. Harry must have used her mother's identity card and phone number when he couldn't afford his own. She turned to her mother and said, "Once this is over, we'll have a lawyer help us recover your property." Harry had no qualms about her words. That dead woman was a wealthy woman during her lifetime. The inheritance she left for her mother and daughter would surely be substantial. While they might not split it evenly as marital assets, they would still get a significant share. At that time, would he care about an old phone number? "Enough talking; get the old woman's stuff out quickly!" Harry urged impatiently, waving his hand. The insurance company staff appeared conflicted and uncertain. Harry reacted with anger. He was about to grab the key, but Ivy stopped him. "Seriously, you shameless person, do you think you can take what's hers?" she asked him, a look of disdain on her face. Her words infuriated Harry. Ivy's remark had instantly ignited Harry's anger. He was about to come forward and confront her physically but was stopped by Amara. Amara had her own plan. No matter what, they would get a share of the inheritance. At worst, they could fight a legal battle. But before any legal proceedings began, they couldn't afford to have any skeletons in the closet, especially with a lawyer present. Otherwise, when the time came to fight in court, it would only be disadvantageous for them. So, she said to Harry, "Let it be. She is right. For now, let's honor the deceased's wishes." She turned to Emma and Ivy, showing an apologetic expression. "I'm sorry. Please continue." Ivy ignored her and embracing her mother, signaled her to open the insurance safe. "Mom, it's okay. I'm here with you." ***