Chapter 4

Dad wants the shares Mom left me.

Ivy wants Dad's money.

The two of them, equally despicable, truly deserve each other as a "match made in heaven".

I lay on my dorm bed, feeling irritated and restless.

"Melody."

The dorm door opened.

Ivy pulled back my bed curtain and leaned in close, acting intimate.

"Do you have any sense of boundaries?" I shifted back, feeling annoyed.

Under my dad's arrangement, Ivy had moved into the same dorm as me.

Ivy said this was to make it easier for her to repay the kindness, but I hadn't seen any gratitude. Instead, she had ended up in bed with my dad.

Ivy was taken aback.

Then she looked a bit hurt.

"Melody, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were in a bad mood today and easily irritated. I apologize."

With one sentence, she shifted the blame for her lack of boundaries onto my bad temper.

Noticing the glances from our other two roommates, I suppressed my anger: "What do you want?"

Ivy's lips curved into a slight smile as she sat down and showed me her phone.

It displayed a new necklace from Celestial.

"Melody, look, isn't this beautiful? And it's limited edition."

"We could buy two, one for you and one for me."

It was indeed beautiful.

I glanced at Ivy's designer outfit.

Before I discovered the affair between my dad and Ivy, I would always buy things for Ivy when I shopped for myself.

This outfit she was wearing was bought by me.

But now, I wasn't going to be the sucker anymore.

"It's pretty. You can pay for it."

Ivy was stunned: "Melody, I'm a scholarship student, I..."

"I know, but Dad gives you at least $1,000 for living expenses every month. Don't tell me you've spent it all?"

I feigned surprise, then continued.

"I could buy it, even though Dad only gives me $300 a month, but I have some savings."

"But Ivy, all these things you're wearing now were bought by me. If I pay for everything, it wouldn't sound good if word got out."

"At best, people might say you're friends with me for my money. At worst, they might think you have something going on with my dad."

A flash of embarrassed anger crossed Ivy's face.

Tears quickly welled up in her eyes.

"Of course not, Melody. I'm genuinely your friend."

"And there's absolutely nothing unsavory between Mr. Sullivan and me."

Ivy pulled out a DNA test report.

It showed no blood relation between Ivy and Dad.

My two roommates looked at me accusingly.

"Melody Sullivan, I have to say, you're really thinking the worst of people."

"Only a person with a dirty mind sees everything as dirty."

Ivy was well-prepared, wasn't she?

Well, I initially thought the same and secretly did a DNA test for both of them.

Who could have imagined that a top student like Ivy would become my dad's mistress?

Seeing the other two roommates on her side, Ivy wiped her tears pretentiously.

"Melody, this Celestial necklace costs $8,888. It's very expensive for me."

"But we're good friends. If you like it, I'll buy it for you even if I have to sell a kidney."

"No need for that, no need," the two roommates chimed in.

I calmly watched Ivy's act.

I agreed with a simple "okay".

Ivy's expression froze.

I didn't bother with her anymore. I quickly packed some things and drove to my grandmother's house.

I knew I couldn't figure out a solution on my own.

My grandparents have far more life experience than I do.

They must have a way to handle this.

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