"Ouch! She hurts me, Drake!" Ivy complained to Drake very prettily.

Rubbing her wrist, she spouted. But there was a pleasure in her eyes, and she was glad to see "Angeline" being rude.

Angelo felt sick when she heard that. She rubbed the goosebumps on her hands with a look of disgust.

"Oh, god. I'm so sick of you, Ivy."

With that, she looked at Drake. He must not like her to behave like this, and he might not like her anymore, she thought.

When she was the smile on Drake's face, she was certain about her thoughts. Sure enough, men loved soft girls like Ivy.

"Listen to her, Drake,"...