Gatsby welcomed three ladies in the room while Donovan stood on the corner, vaping. They eyed him many times and he understood that he was a very attractive man.
"Hello, I'm Carla. I'm the one who takes care of your daughter after Maria." She caressed Ivy's hair. "Your daughter, Zoephia."
"Thank you for taking care of my daughter," Gatsby said and smiled at Ivy. But somehow, he doesn't feel anything toward that person. He looked at Donovan who had his glare toward these people. He offered a seat and he smiled at them. "Tell me, what course did you take?"
Ivy looked at her mother who urged her to speak.
"I—I uhh took Business." She said.
