The Heartbreak Prescription (by Glazed Snow) novel Chapter 1111

**Title: My Dad Please Come 1111**

Ivy remained utterly still, her body frozen in place as if it were encased in ice. The phone lay on the table, its screen lighting up with the call, but she made no move to reach for it.

Kate’s brow furrowed in concern, a mix of frustration and worry brewing within her. “Don’t you want to talk to Dad? If he finds out you ignored his call, he’ll be beyond disappointed,” she urged, her voice laced with urgency.

A bitter laugh escaped Ivy’s lips, sharp and cold like winter’s breath. “Oh, it’s perfectly fine. He already has a wonderful daughter like you to dote on. I doubt he’d shed a tear over me. But if you’re so anxious about his feelings, go ahead and hang up. I won’t stop you,” she retorted, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

Kate felt a chill run down her spine at the suggestion. The idea of hanging up was the very last thing she would consider.

With a brief pause to gather her thoughts, she declared, “Then I’ll just put it on speaker. Let’s see what he has to say.”

She tapped the screen, and the phone switched to speaker mode, filling the room with Edric’s voice, clear and authoritative. “Hello, Ivy.”

Just moments ago, when he had spoken to Kate, his tone had been warm and affectionate, like a comforting blanket. But now, it was as if a wall had been erected between them—cold, distant, and impenetrable.

Ivy couldn’t suppress the sneer that curled her lips. Edric had long stopped pretending to care; he had abandoned the charade altogether.

“Hi, Dad,” she replied, her voice steady and unyielding. “Whatever it is you need to say, just say it. I’m all ears.”

“Kate’s in the Capital,” Edric informed her, his voice devoid of warmth. “You’re her sister, and you need to take good care of her.”

“Sure,” Ivy responded, her voice smooth as silk. “If that’s what you want, I’ll do it. But are you truly sure that’s wise? I’ve never been particularly good at looking after others. If your precious daughter gets hurt, don’t come crying to me.”

“Don’t you dare!” Edric’s voice rose, filled with indignation.

“Then stay out of my way,” she shot back, her eyes flashing with defiance. “I’m perfectly fine keeping the peace as long as everyone else knows how to behave. But if anyone dares to push my buttons, I won’t hesitate to push back.”

Edric’s voice grew louder, brimming with anger. “What kind of attitude is that? Is this how you speak to your father? Where are your manners?”

Kate, secretly thrilled by the escalating argument, chimed in with a sugary tone. “Ivy, why do you always have to upset Dad? Can’t you try to be a bit more understanding?”

Ivy turned her gaze towards her sister, her expression unwavering. “Dad brought me into this world, but he never bothered to raise me. That’s why I lack any so-called manners.”

“You little…” Edric’s voice crackled with fury, but he quickly shifted gears. “Kate will be joining Quinn Corporation soon!”

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