“We see each other every day. What’s there to miss?”
“Don’t you miss me?” Ivor held Bonnie’s hand tightly, interlocking their fingers and gazing deeply into her eyes.
“I think about you every moment. What should I do? So you must think about me too. That’s only fair.”
Bonnie twitched at the corner of her mouth. “I didn’t force you to think about me.”
Ivor lowered his gaze, pretending to look dejected.
“So, in your eyes, am I such an unnecessary existence?”
Bonnie knew Ivor was pretending, but seeing him like this still made her uneasy.
She reached out and patted his shoulder. “How could that be? You’re the person I need the most.”
Ivor’s eyes brightened again. Smiling slightly, he took Bonnie’s hand in his.
“Honey, I knew you cared about me.”
Although Bonnie felt helpless, seeing him so happy because of her words also brought a hint of sweetness to her heart.
Floyd, who was driving, involuntarily shuddered.
‘Mr. Ivor and Ms Bonnie have been interacting like this every day. How come they’re not sick of each other? I am already feeling goosebumps just watching them.’
The two of them leaned quietly against each other for a moment. Suddenly, Bonnie heard Ivor’s voice, carrying a hint of jealousy.
“Is your relationship with Hamish that good that he comes here every other day? And now you’re even making decisions for his company.”
She smiled charmingly. “Is that all? Do you want to say anything else? Just say it all at once.”
Ivor, who had first been envious, smiled upon hearing Bonnie’s remarks.
“Do you even know what I want to ask you?”
“More or less.”
Ivor raised the corner of his lips and chuckled lightly.
She said, “You go first. Let me see if I guessed it right.”
“I heard that the reason why Tang Fusion Studios has developed so rapidly is because there’s a formidable backer behind them, and this backer is most likely the chairman of their company.” Bonnie still maintained her charming smile. “Good analysis, keep going.”
Ivor turned his head and looked at her with a smile, showing an indulgent yet helpless expression. “Can’t you give me a definite answer?”
Bonnie shook her head. “Isn’t your guess good enough? Why the rush? Keep guessing.”
Ivor’s gaze swept over Bonnie, speaking in a half-joking, half-assured tone, “I want to know if the mastermind behind this company is none other than you, Ms. Bonita?”
Bonnie knew that the man’s intelligence would make discovering the truth about this situation easy.
Bonnie pursed her lips. Then she rummaged through her pocket for a piece of candy and gently placed it in the man’s palm.
“You answered well. This candy is your reward.”
She had just picked it up from the company’s front desk. Ivor also got the answer to his question from her actions.
