"Senior, stop scolding him on the phone, it was an accident. He has nothing to do with this!"
Ivy Aretha glanced nervously at Mario Jensen as she said this, worried he'd call her spineless. After all, whenever she had a tiff with Zach Gilbert and he chose to intervene, she always persuaded him not to. Every time, he'd give Zach a tongue-lashing.
"Michael's been really busy lately. Let's save him from these minor accidents."
As Ivy spoke, she led Mario away from the crowd. She moved casually and naturally. Mario's gaze fell on her lovingly; she gently gripped his arm. The image of the scene flashed through his mind; it felt nostalgically familiar but devoid of any sadness.
Back when she simply regarded him as her senior, she always acted like a cheeky girl, begging for forgiveness by cooing and cuddling up to him—the elder brother figure—whenever he scolded her.
