Bonnie rubbed her chin in thought before giving Orson a meetup time. “Let’s meet at six in the evening at Colonial Cuppa.”
“Sure thing. That works for me,” Orson replied happily, “Thank you for asking Master Kieran out for me. I don’t know how to repay you.”
“I barely did anything. You don’t have to thank me,” Bonnie said smilingly, “All right, then. I’ll see you tomorrow evening.”
“Okay, sure thing.” Orson could barely contain his excitement.
The following evening, Bonnie left at half past five. Immediately after, she received a call from Kay, who sounded excited, “Are you free now, Master? I’m considering visiting you and learning some shadowboxing.”
Bonnie entered her car and answered, “I’m busy now, but you can practice by yourself first. I’ll give you some pointers at your place once I’m free.”
“Okay, then. I’ll see you later, Master.” Kay was understanding, as she knew how busy Bonnie usually was. Then, the former realized something and scratched the back of her head, saying, “Um, something strange is happening. Grandpa was on cloud nine today. He was acting mysterious, too. I wonder who he’s about to meet.”
Bonnie smirked but kept Kay on the hook. “It might be someone you know.”
“Huh? Besides you, I don’t know anyone else who can excite him,” Kay said, realizing something was amiss, “Wait a minute, Master. Why do you put it that way? Do you know something I don’t?” “I guess you can say that,” Bonnie said casually.
Kay asked again, “Who is it, Master? Come on. Hurry up and tell me. I want to know who’s capable of making Grandpa so excited.”
“It’s no one important. I’m sure your grandpa will tell you once he gets home.” Bonnie smiled mysteriously.
Kay was desperate to know and would not miss the chance to discover the truth. She said cutely, “Master, just tell me who it is. Pretty please!”
Bonnie refused to give her the answer. “I told you it’s nobody important. Okay, I need to go now.”
When she hung up, Kay could only stare at her phone. The latter thought about it but still could not figure out who the mysterious person was.
When Bonnie entered Colonial Cuppa, she saw Harold, Yolanda, and Trina sitting inside. The older couple just so happened to see Bonnie, too. They remembered how humiliated they felt at Orson’s art exhibition because of Bonnie.
The older couple’s expression soured, and their eyes brimmed with resentment. “It’s just our luck to keep bumping into Bonnie wherever we go!”
“I lose my temper the moment I see her. Ugh, how I wish I could make her disappear.”
Trina heard her grandparents’ complaints but did not join in. Instead, she watched as Bonnie approached. Then, Trina felt a flood of emotions. She kept comparing Bonnie’s silhouette to Bonita’s, whom she saw when the latter went on stage to give a speech during the press conference for the latest nanomaterial.
Even after paying close attention, Trina still wondered if Bonnie was Bonita. The more Trina thought about it, the more inexplicable it became. Trina began to pray internally, ‘Please don’t let Bonnie be Ms. Bonita! Please don’t let it be true!’
