I Love You, Miss Genius

CHAPTER 333

“Yeah, that one. If that’s all, I’ll hang up,” Bonnie added, “If you have something else to say, save it for tomorrow.”

Judging from her tone, Ivor could guess who called. He asked, “Was that one of your former family members?”

“Mhm, I’m meeting with them tomorrow at noon.

Ivor frowned. “Aren’t you worried they’re trying to cause trouble for you again?”

Bonnie replied casually, “It’d be weird if they didn’t.”

“If you know that, why did you agree to meet with them?”

“I might’ve cut ties with them, but we’re still somewhat connected. I’m going because I want to cut off all remaining ties. I’ll have my life from tomorrow onward, and they’ll have theirs.”

Bonnie looked so cold and stubborn that it pained Ivor to see her that way. He stopped on the side of the road and unbuckled his seatbelt.

“We’re not there yet. Why’d you pull over? Are you-“Ivor leaned over and silenced her before she could finish. Bonnie’s eyes widened, and she was about to push him off.

However, he embraced her and said, “Oh, my poor Bonnie. Don’t be sad. Remember that you’re not in this alone. I’ll watch your back and ensure no one picks on you.”

His voice was deep and husky as she enunciated each word confidently, making Bonnie feel safe. Her heart softened as she rested her chin on Ivor’s shoulder. She

smiled and felt much better now.

Ivor and Bonnie reached Villa Number Eight in Lenfield Resort twenty minutes later. The former looked around, and his eyes glinted, saying, “It’s such a fantastic design! Did you hire Reuben Rice as your interior designer?”

Bonnie nodded. “Yeah, he did all this.”

Her response surprised Ivor. “Reuben is well over ninety years old. He stopped taking commissions long ago. How’d you convince him to help you?”

“A friend of mine helped with that.” NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“A friend?” Ivor squinted. Then, an image of someone flashed in his mind. “Don’t tell me it’s Heath. He’s close to you, isn’t he?”

Bonnie knew Ivor was jealous. Still, she said, “Bingo. It’s Heath who’s oh–so–close with me.”

Ivor knew she didn’t like him getting jealous of everyone. So, he swallowed his pride. “How did he manage to hire Reuben?”

Bonnie smiled at Ivor and straightened his tie. “You’re such a wise man, Ivor. Can’t you tell who Heath really is?”

He was focused on her hands, which were still adjusting his tie. He was still

indulging himself in it when she withdrew her hand. A moment later, she saw a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

“I know the Rice family is one of the wealthiest and most prominent families in Pyralis. They specialize in interior design. However, they rarely mingle with people in high society. So, how did you get to know Heath?”

“Huh? It’s been so long that I can’t remember.” Bonnie was not lying. After all, she knew so many people. She might’ve had an excellent memory but could not remember every little detail.

Since she could not remember, Ivor did not pry.

“Wait a minute. I left something Grandpa gave us in the car.” Ivor turned and reached into his car to take an optimal disc.

“What is it?” Bonnie stared at the plain–looking optimal disc in puzzlement.