Chapter 795

"I don't think I've ever seen Layla wear anything other than her school uniform." "Layla, does your family really not own a single decent outfit? Even if your grandpa drives that beat-up old car, it's still a car—surely he can afford to buy you clothes?" "Even if your grandpa won't buy you anything, what about your parents? Unless... you don't have parents? Now that I think about it, they never show up to any class events!" A shadow flickered in Ivy's eyes as she prepared to respond. Suddenly, a petite figure burst out of the neighboring classroom, shoving Ivy protectively behind her. "What business is it of yours whether Ivy has parents or not?" the girl snapped, glaring daggers at the speakers. "The real question is—do you have parents? If so, why haven't they taught you basic respect? She already said she's not going to that stupid birthday party, so why are you still flapping your gums?" Ivy gently tugged at her friend's sleeve, her voice calm. "Rose, are you ready? Let's just go."