"No."
"Then your test paper?" Ivy's face lit up, thinking she had cheated.
"I did it myself."
Ivy "..."
"Beep beep" came the sound of two car horns from in front. Ivy's sinister, hateful expression instantly changed, turning tender and shy when she saw the car and ran over.
The car door was opened for her by a young man.
Melody Thorne recognized him; he was another wealthy second-generation thoroughly used by Ivy, and his investments backed Ivy's films. He wasn't a good person, always lingering among women.
But he ended up in a miserable state, ruined by Ivy.
"Melody, a friend is here to pick me up, I'll leave now," Ivy waved at her.
"Okay."
The car sped away.
"You go, you go," at the school gate next to them, several boys who had been waiting to give flowers to Melody Thorne were pushing each other, and standing among them was a more muscular boy, obviously someone who worked out regularly. He had even stood up for her before when classmates bullied her.
