"Fine."
Davon replied perfunctorily. He sent her to the door and did not even get out of the car, gesturing for Abbigail to go now. "Davon, I'm sorry. You spent so much money tonight, and it's all my fault. I'll return the extra money to you later..." Abbigail looked at his cold side profile and subconsciously held his hand.
She didn't have that much money at all, but she said that deliberately.
"No need."
Davon glanced at her. Her face was swollen from being beaten by Anna. The jewelry on her ears and neck were all crooked. Her hair was messy, and there were many stains on her clothes.
He suddenly remembered the words of those classmates. They said that she wore so many pieces of jewelry. They clearly did not match, and she still wore them together.
They even said that though she was with those expensive pieces of stuff, her entire body was still emitting a sense of poverty that could not be brought to the table.