Ivy Owen felt guilty for a moment. Although she started the game, she didn't want to accept the bet.
So she looked at the other people in the studio, but when they touched her eyes, they all moved away and didn't want to get involved at all.
Ivy Owen is riding a tiger and feels very angry.
Don't these people usually have a grudge against Margaret Henson? How to come to this moment, unexpectedly all dare not fight.
Of course, she did not dare to admit that her anger and her own, knowing that she could not compare with Margaret Henson, why should she be foolish to be the first bird.
Her hand hanging on one side clenched slowly, and her nails were almost embedded in the palm of her hand.
Margaret Henson, you are not fair at all. Robert Frost likes you now. He must have told you his favorite style long ago! And we don't know anything. How can we compare with you?!