Chapter 2545


    Chapter 2545


    If Ophelia’s heart wasn’t set on dancing but instead fluttered to misguided whims, what was the point of


    teaching such a student?


    The teachers wouldn’t find any sense of achievement, and such a student would only distract the


    others, stopping them from focusing on their practice.


    On the way back, Balfour clutched Ivy’s hand, tracing patterns on the back of it, eyes staring out the


    window, lost in thought.


    Ivy wiggled her fingers, scratching lightly in his palm.


    “What’s on your mind? Still worried about Grandma?”


    Balfour let out a sigh, gazing at Ivy before suddenly pulling her into an embrace. “I’m worried about


    Grandma, and I’m worried about you too.”


    “Me? What’s there to worry about me?”


    Ivy looked up at him, puzzled from within his arms.


    “You’re just too kind-hearted, and that’s why people push you around. If I hadn’t shown up today, would


    you really have kept onpeting with that girl?”


    Ivy shrugged nonchntly. “She was just sore about losing, that’s all. I won the first round, and I could


    beat her in another. She’s no match for me, and she knows it.”


    Ivy oversimplified things. Sometimes, it’s not as simple as ‘who’s right and who’s done what.


    Take Ophelia today; she had no beef with them, but a few words on the inte, plus Balfour’s daily


    attentions, had sparked jealousy in her heart.


    No matter how many dance-offs Ivy won, Ophelia wouldn’t let it go.


    “Don’t think too badly of everyone. I mean, we’ve been through a lot since my debut, but it all turned


    out okay in the end. And you’ll always be there to watch over me, right?”


    Under Ivy’s hopeful gaze, how could Balfour say no?


    “Sure, but I’m afraid of being toote one day and you get bullied again. Next time, don’t \just stand


    there; turn down the challenge, okay? Or better yet, ignore them altogether. Let them talk, and when I


    get there, you can tell me everything, and I’ll take care of it.”


    Balfour spoke earnestly, but Ivy couldn’t help butugh. “Balfour, do you still see me as a kid? I’m an


    adult now, I can handle my own problems.”


    But Balfour still looked worried. “I know you’re an adult, but some people aren’t as simple as they


    seem. I’m just d you don’t have to go to that dance studio anymore. I’d worry about what they might


    do to you after I left.”


    His voice wasden with concern, a genuine fear for Ivy’s well-being.


    Alyssa’s fall down the stairs had already given him a heart-wrenching pain. He didn’t want Ivy to


    experience anything like that.


    But she was new to fame and not yet ustomed to having an entourage wherever she went.


    And Balfour didn’t want to confine her, allowing only a couple of bodyguards to follow her when she


    was out.


    Even so, Ivy sometimes resented the restriction, but seeing the dark circles under Balfour’s eyes, she’d


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    nod in agreement.


    “Don’t think so poorly of her. After all, she’s just a kid who’se of age, younger than me by a few


    years. She might be a bit rash over small things. Maybe she just doesn’t like me? Lately, I’ve been


    good, following your advice, letting the bodyguardse with me when I go out. You don’t need to


    worry so much.”