After hanging up the phone, Aria finally let out a sigh of relief. As for going home, naturally, Ivy would nag her again.
Liana, hearing the phone hung up, also breathed a sigh of relief: "Though little Ivy is small, she has quite a strong aura."
Aria raised her chin and snorted: "Who do you think her mother is?"
"Right, right, they say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, or uh, the new waves in the Yangtze River push the old ones ahead." Liana misspoke for a moment but quickly corrected herself. Noticing that Aria didn't seem to have any odd emotions, Liana put her worries to rest. She still needed to watch her mouth, thankfully Aria didn't mind what she had just said.
Ivy certainly heard what Liana had said as well. She thought about George and then thought about Ivy. She felt like Liana wasn't wrong, George's genes were indeed good. Ivy had often been called a prodigy from a young age.
