With one hand crossed over her chest and the other stroking her chin, she fell into deep thought, her mind spinning rapidly.
She was indeed scheming, feeling that it was a pity for her friend to abort the child—a chance others could barely imagine, how could it be missed?
If things escalated, Tracy might well become a hot topic!
Make things bigger?... Anni's eyes lit up, she clapped her hands lightly as if she had thought of something, and immediately had a plan in mind.
She quietly left the bedroom and went to the living room to call Ivy. Since she often visited Tracy's apartment, they became indirect friends and frequently stayed in touch—
"Hey, Ivy..." She lowered her voice, keeping her eye on the direction of the bedroom, afraid Tracy might hear.
On the other end of the line, Ivy was preparing for a nap, curious why Anni would contact her at this time.
"Anni, what's up?"
