"I'm driving you to school because Beverley wants us to get along." Ivy glanced back and sneered at me. "Don't think I actually enjoy dealing with you, alright?"
I noticed Baron and Beverley sneaking glances our way and couldn't help but sigh.
"So, why should I play along with your act?"
"Who knows? Maybe it'll make them realize that the one with bad intentions is you, not me." Ivy pressed her lips, eyes fixed ahead. "Either way, I don't care."
I stared at her angry expression, my guard slightly lowered. Wanting to gather information about White Wolf, I pretended to be hesitant and agreed.
Seeing me about to get in the car, Ivy quickly took the passenger seat and shot me a fake smile. "You don't think I'm going to be your driver, right? You drive."
I rolled my eyes, feeling something
