"Ouch! She hurts me, Drake!" Ivy complained to Drake very prettily.
Rubbing her wrist, she spouted. But there was a pleasure in her eyes, and she was glad to see "Angeline" being rude.
Angelo felt sick when she heard that. She rubbed the goosebumps on her hands with a look of disgust.
"Oh, god. I'm so sick of you, Ivy."
With that, she looked at Drake. He must not like her to behave like this, and he might not like her anymore, she thought.
When she was the smile on Drake's face, she was certain about her thoughts. Sure enough, men loved soft girls like Ivy.
"Listen to her, Drake," complained Ivy again.
She was irritated with "Angeline's" words, but Clarence and Drake were both here, she had to control her temper. So, on her face, there was still the aggrieved look.
Angelo was so sick of the hypocritical girl. She didn't want to flatter anyone, so she just wanted to stop the drama.
"Just act yourself. I'm already off work."
