Ivy frowned. “Who’s the most boring person on earth to put such schemes like this?”

Windy rolled her eyes once again. “Of course, it was Simon Albert, and he told me that I must personally deliver this to you. And damn that punk, he made me a delivery boy,” Windy complained.

Simon Albert?

Why does he need to do things like this?

“Go away, Anna,” Windy asserted, imitating Elsa in Frozen. “I don’t want to build a snowman with you,” she added, making Ivy laugh and slam her shoulder.

Ivy shook her head. “You may leave Miss Gomez and Greg, you can just send me the details later,” she said....