I Love You, Miss Genius ( Bonnie Shepard ) novel Chapter 1126

Yasmine's eyes lit up instantly. She thought Ivor understood her. Otherwise, why would he give her such an excellent opportunity to meet her savior?

However, before she could revel in her joy for more than two seconds, Ivor's following words were like a bucket of cold water.

"Put away those little thoughts of yours and return to the apartment to rest. You cannot go anywhere until your leg is fully healed."

Yasmine's happy expression froze on her face. She pouted, and her entire face fell. "Boss, you said you'd send me. How can you go back on your word?"

"Whether I wanted to send you or expose your little scheme, you know yourself very well," Ivor said, his cold eyes watching her as she seemed about to speak again. He waved his hand dismissively. "Go rest and heal. Don't worry about anything else."

Yasmine stomped her foot in frustration, accidentally aggravating her injury and causing her to grimace in pain. "Ouch! It hurts, it hurts."

Ivor's temples throbbed as he watched her hop around. His voice was laced with frustration as he put his fingers to his brow. "If it hurts, why don't you go rest? Why are you still here?"

Yasmine said in a wheedling tone, rubbing her aching ankle and glancing at Ivor. "Boss, are you not going to ask the Nidhogg Organization about their progress? Aren't you at least a little curious?"

Ivor smirked, a hint of sarcasm in his response. "Not curious. I could call their leader myself, even if I were curious. I don't need you to go running around for it."

"Boss, you have their leader's number? Can you give it to me?" Yasmine batted her eyes furiously at Ivor, trying to win him over with charm.

She had given her savior her contact information, hoping he would call her. She couldn’t even sleep last night because she waited so long for a call but didn't get one. She wanted to find her savior but needed a good reason. So she came to Ivor in search of a chance.

Upon hearing this, Ivor finally understood Yasmine's true intentions for coming to see him. "You didn't get his call, so you came to me, hoping I'd create an opportunity for you? Help you make a connection?"

Yasmine's face turned a shade of embarrassment as her intentions were bare. "I—I'm doing this for the sake of our organization, not just for my savior."

"Hah!" Ivor laughed coldly. "Yasmine, don't think I don't know your little thoughts. Be honest. Have you taken a liking to him?"

Yasmine pouted. "What good is it if I like him? He has to like me back."

"Since you know that, why are you so persistent? The fact that he didn't call you already says a lot. If you keep pestering him, he'll just think you're being pushy, and his impression of you will only worsen." Ivor advised her with the tone of an elder brother.

Yasmine felt frustrated. "Even if he isn't interested in me now, I must try! Otherwise, how will we ever have a chance?"