Could it be that the old man knows what's happening to me?
But it's impossible. She's always used a virtual name, and besides, the old man is in a completely different part of the country.
So, what's the reason?
After thinking, Ivy River checked the time, stood up, punched out, picked up her bag, and went home.
She walked out the door.
She saw Madeline Woods sitting miserably on a bench at the door, surrounded by shopping bags.
Ivy River couldn't help but frown, "What are you doing?"
"I'm upset. Alexander Hodges, that awful man from this afternoon, you wouldn't believe it... Hey, hey, hey, wait for me, Ivy, don't go!"
Madeline Woods saw Ivy River heading to the door and frantically tried to catch up.
But she was hindered by her shopping spree results.
So, she looked quite clumsy.
Isabella Yeaton couldn't stand it, "I'll help you carry some, Miss Woods."
"Alright, alright, thank you so much, thank you. Ivy, speak up, she's not waiting for me, Ivy! Wait for me!"
