She stood up and observed the surroundings, choosing a spot where the water was clearer.

I clearly remembered that it was the place where Jeff drowned in his previous life.

The water there looked shallow, but it actually hid many whirlpools that could easily drag people in.

I was staring at the river in a daze, and Mia bumped into my shoulder. "Dick really married a dim-witted person who acts like a fool all day."

Dick was my husband. I smiled and said, "Mia, I have something to do and have to go back first. You guys have fun."

I didn't want to witness the scene anymore. I just wanted to escape quickly, in case I would be blamed later.

Looking at Jeff's timid appearance as he cautiously walked towards the deep water, his small body couldn't withstand the swift whirlpools.

Jeff was really pathetic.

He clearly knew that he would die if he went down, but he couldn't go against his mother's wishes.

Besides, how could Mia take a four-year-old child's words seriously?

Jeff trembled all over and occasionally turned his head to plead with Mia.

His voice was filled with a sob. "Mom, I don't want to play in the water anymore. I want to go home."

I sneered in my heart. Jeff probably wouldn't be able to go home today.

Mia grabbed my arm with a serious face and said, "Who will take us back if you leave? Leave the car keys!"

In the end, Mia's plan was still aimed at my car.

I withdrew my gaze, turned my head, and smiled at Mia. "No problem, you guys enjoy yourselves."

I handed the keys to Mia and prepared to leave without looking back

Mia was very happy, holding the car keys and looking at them over and over again. "You are smart. If you're leaving, leave quickly and don't disturb me taking photos."

Ivy, on the bank of the river, nervously watched her grandson in the water, feeling extremely worried.

Seeing that I was about to leave, Ivy blocked my way and said, "Why are you leaving now? Can't you persuade Mia?"

I patted Ivy's shoulder and said, "Mom, Mia is Jeff's biological mother. She won't hurt him. Don't worry."

Hearing Ivy's words, Mia gave her an annoyed look and said, "Mom, if you can't stand it, then leave with her. Don't stay here and bother me."

To take care of her grandson, Ivy swallowed her anger and sat on the bank with a sullen face.

I approached Ivy and whispered in her ear, "Mia is focusing on making money. You stay here to take care of your grandson."