Barbara Wilson turned away in a daze, saying she was understanding, but she looked as if she was deeply wronged.
Julius Goodman always had no fondness for their family, so he didn't care at all. He took Ava Kent's hand, "Let's go. I've already booked a place. We can go straight there."
Seeing him just leave like that, Ava Kent asked confusedly, "Aren't your teachers coming?"
"The teacher said it's a gathering for young people, so they won't join in the fun, and Amanda is not in good health, so she won't come either."
So... does that mean it's just the two of them?
Ava thought to herself quietly.
But when they arrived, she saw a big crowd—it was Michael Drew and his group.
"???"
Their private time ended before it even began.
Michael Drew, with his eye-catching red hair, cheerfully came over, familiar as ever, putting an arm around Julius Goodman's shoulders, "Hey, bro, organizing your own gathering and you're late? You owe us a few drinks for that!"
