Rosalynn, noticing the pause, voiced her concern. “What's the matter, Zoe?"

Zoe's complexion lost some of its color as she nervously bit her lip.

“I twisted my ankle because that boy with the basketball frightened me."

Rosalynn's attention shifted to where Zoe was looking. She recognized someone familiar. Her eyes narrowed in thought.

She met an acquaintance.

Why was he here?

"You're saying that tall guy intimidated you?" she questioned.

She remembered him. He was the one who played basketball with Kyson and had to apologize because of her.

She paused briefly, remembering his name.

It was Dilan Wagner!

"Yes," Zoe confirmed, no longer holding back. She recounted the entire incident.

"This morning, I bumped into him at school. He came at me on a skateboard, and I backed away in a panic, hurting my ankle in the process. I thought it was an accident, but he did it deliberately.

He warned me that Mrs. Larson had a message for me. I should leave the crew willingly or face worse consequences than a mere sprained ankle."

That was when it clicked for Rosalynn.

Ivy's mother was behind this!

Like mother, like daughter.

No wonder Ivy was so vicious.

Rosalynn's gaze turned icy as she contemplated Dilan.

He was just a student, yet he was carrying out Mrs. Larson's orders.

"Mrs. Larson just takes the cake with her arrogance!" Brian said, his tone chilly as an iceberg.