Ivy did not think that Mike would find out which university Lucas was at this quickly and was deeply impressed by his ability.
Ivy expressed her gratitude to both Chad and Mike, and Mike replied immediately. [Do you want to take a walk around the university tomorrow? Let's leave Chad out of it, hm?]
Ivy hesitated for a moment when she read his message.
[Don't worry. I've checked, and it's a big campus. Even if we wander around for the whole day, I doubt we will run into your friend.]
Relieved, she replied. [Okay, Uncle Mike. Thank you! You really are the best!]
Pleased by the compliment, Mike typed smugly. [This is nothing. If there's anything you don't feel like sharing with your parents, you can always come to me. I can be a great listener, and I might even be able to help!]
Touched by all the love she was receiving, Ivy replied. [It's no wonder that Layla said you are like a second dad to us! You are so nice to us.]
[Get some sleep and I will wake you up tomorrow. If you wake up before I do, just give me a call. Don't be scared to wake me up. I don't need much sleep.]
[Okay.]
Afterward, Ivy noticed that there were over a hundred unread messages in the family chat group. When she entered the group, she found Layla tearing into Robert.
[Robert Foster, you better hope that I don't see you around! I'm going to tear you a new one the next time I see you!] Layla wrote.
[Sis, I was wrong!] Robert replied.
[It's too late for apologies now that I'm mad!]
Ivy was confused as to why Layla was angry at Robert and scrolled up the conversation to find the message that Robert had written about Layla crying when she saw the video Ivy sent.
"No wonder Layla is mad! Hahaha," she thought and immediately sent a message to the family chat group. [Layla, don't get mad! We'll come together next time]
[If I'm a pig, then what does that make you?] Robert wrote smugly.
Furious, Layla came close to leaping out of bed. A sharp pain pierced through her abdomen, and she immediately set her phone down.
"Ow..." She gasped for air as a familiar horrid feeling took over her.
Eric heard her gasp from the living room and strode in. "Layla! What’s going on?" Seeing how she had curled into a ball, he hurried over to check her temperature.
Though her forehead was covered in sweat, she did not seem to be running a fever.
"Layla, do you need to use the bathroom?" he asked hesitantly, wondering how he could help.
Layla was too prideful to allow someone into the bathroom with her, but she had stopped vomiting earlier that day, and Eric had not heard her mention anything about having diarrhea either.
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