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Chapter 3
When Ivor looked at Bonnie’s beautiful face, his eyes briefly lit up—something that rarely happened. It wasn’t just because of her looks. No, it was something more. It was also the audacity of what she had just said.
Ged burst out laughing. “That’s a good one! You’re funny, I’ll give you that.”
Bonnie didn’t care whether they believed her or not. She simply wanted to tell the truth. She kept her tone serious, even though Ged’s growing doubt was clear.
“You don’t believe me?” she asked.
Ged snorted. “Do you know what car this is? You really expect us to believe you gave it to Sigmund?”
It was clear from his expression that he didn’t think she could possibly afford such a luxury. Bonnie simply nodded.
“This model was launched three years ago by Mercedes, a global limited edition of ten units, if I remember correctly.”
Ged’s eyes went wide. She knows? he thought. She knows, and still has the nerve to claim she gave this to Sigmund? She’s completely out of her mind!
Ged couldn’t suppress his disbelief, but he chose not to push further—at least not for the sake of respecting the Knight family.
Soon, the car arrived at the Knight Residence.
“We’re here,” Ivor said, his voice impassive.
Bonnie opened the door and stepped out. Ged glanced at Ivor, his expression still one of mild amusement. “Bro, I know it’s none of my business, but Sigmund really made a bad choice here.”
Ivor didn’t even look at him as he replied, “I told you, I want nothing to do with her.”
Ged was relieved to hear that, though he still found the entire situation strange.
Sigmund stood at the door of the villa, waiting eagerly. When he saw Bonnie, his cloudy eyes suddenly brightened.
“Bonnie! You’re finally here!” he called, his voice thick with excitement. “What do you think of my villa?”
Bonnie surveyed the grand living room. Crystal chandeliers, genuine leather sofas, and exquisite tiles greeted her. It was undeniably luxurious.
“It’s not bad,” she said with an indifferent shrug.
Sigmund clapped his hands, grinning widely. “Then marry my grandson, and you can raise your children here. Will three kids be enough? No, let’s make it seven!”
Ged laughed and leaned back in his seat. “Come on, Sigmund, stop being so intense! They’re grown adults.”
Sigmund ignored him completely, his focus still on Bonnie. He took her hand and placed it on Ivor’s.
The two quickly pulled their hands apart, both looking slightly uncomfortable.
“Grandpa, I brought her here like you wanted,” Ivor said, his voice cold. “But that’s where it ends. I’m not in the mood for romance, so stop playing cupid, alright?”
Sigmund raised an eyebrow. “No mood for romance? You into girls, or are the rumors true? You always hang out with Ged, so are you…?”
Ged spat out the water he’d been drinking. “I’d be proud to be gay, but I’m straight, alright?”
“Yeah, right…” Sigmund muttered, clearly not buying it.
Ivor was visibly frustrated, knowing that his grandfather was determined to set him up with Bonnie. He tried once more to dissuade him.
“She and I aren’t right for each other,” he said bluntly.
Sigmund looked perplexed. “How so?”
Ivor glanced briefly at Bonnie before answering, his voice hardening. “Grandpa, you’re right about one thing: I’ve always been a bit of a snob. But there’s a reason for that. I skipped grades and went straight to Pyralis University. Since then, I’ve become the CEO of the family business. We’ve been at the top of our field, leading in multiple industries.”
Sigmund’s frown deepened. “What are you trying to say?”
Ivor’s gaze turned cold as he locked eyes with Bonnie. “She’s not good enough for me.”
“Not good enough for you?” Sigmund sputtered. “Don’t you know that she’s—”