Among the crowd, several women couldn't help but scream.
"Ivy, Caleb, why are you so handsome?"
"Ivy, can you introduce him to me?"
"Ivy, we're such good friends, help introduce us later, okay?"
The women around Ivy were all staring in awe. Who would have thought that the boy who used to paint colors all over his face would turn out to be so handsome? And he looks so manly...
"Ha, even if you don't want to meet him, I'm afraid he's already remembered you," Ivy snorted coldly.
Upon understanding Ivy's meaning, the women's faces turned pale in an instant because they often insulted Caleb before, saying he was even worse than a dog.
If he's back to normal and intends to get back at them, wouldn't they be doomed?
The women stepped back one after another, yet their eyes still refused to leave Caleb, whose face was as finely sculpted as a work of art.
Melody Thorne sipped her juice slowly. Wasn't today exciting enough? Can't it get a bit more intense?
