Aria held the boy's jacket and pulled him outside the school forcefully without caring about his glare or words. She left him only when she reached her father waiting for her, "Dad, can we help his mother? He has only his mother and she has cancer."
Oliver never said no to Aria and he agreed, "Sure, bunny." Then he held her near him and asked the boy, "Where is your mother? I will talk to her doctor first."
But the boy coldly said, "I don't want any donation." Then he turned to leave.
Aria grimly spoke, "Will you understand the value of mother after losing? Who said we will give money? There is a difference between help and donating money. I thought you are an introvert but no, you are disgusting."
Oliver held her shoulder shaking his head, "It's alright little bunny. He has the right to accept or reject the help."
She nodded and saw the boy's face puffing her cheeks in anger. She ignored his look and said, "Okay, I'm cycling home, Dad."
