I Love You, Miss Genius ( Bonnie Shepard ) novel Chapter 1144

"It's nothing, just a small effort," Bonnie said, reaching out to touch Yasmine's wrist.

Before she could say anything further, Ivor's slightly icy voice cut in. "Didn't you already finish treating her? Why are you still touching her? Trying to take advantage of her?"

Bonnie raised her eyebrows, a hint of amusement flickering in her eyes. "You call this taking advantage? I didn't expect the leader of the Dark Knight Organization to be so ignorant."

Yasmine quickly jumped to Bonnie’s defense. "Boss, my savior is treating me! How can you accuse him of taking advantage of me? Besides, someone as upright as my savior would never do that!"

Grateful for Bonnie’s willingness to help her again, Yasmine couldn’t stand the thought of her savior being misunderstood. ‘What if Mr. Boyd got angry?’

Ivor’s temples throbbed when he saw Yasmine defended Bonnie once more. "Yasmine, stop talking!"

Yasmine pouted. "I’ll stop if you stop accusing my savior."

"You—" Ivor was about to argue when Bonnie interrupted, calmly retracting her hand. "I was taking her pulse to check her condition. I wasn't taking advantage of her."

Bonnie hadn’t planned to explain, but she didn’t want to sour relations with the Dark Knight Organization partners just before departure. It would be disastrous if Ivor turned against them over a misunderstanding.

Ivor had expected another snide remark from Bonnie, but her explanation surprised him. He intended to test if the Nidhogg Organization leader had feelings for Yasmine. With his test complete, he decided to drop the issue.

"Sorry, I misunderstood. Don’t take it to heart."

"Alright," Bonnie responded lightly. Whatever Ivor's intentions, she didn't care to pursue it further.

After a moment of silence, she changed the subject. "Didn't you say you would show me your organization's secret weapon? Can we start now?"

"Yes," Ivor replied. He then pulled a small, exquisite pistol from his inner pocket. "But I’ll only show it once, so watch closely."

"Suit yourself," Bonnie leaned casually against the wall and watched Ivor with the pistol. Her eyes held a fleeting daze. From this angle, Ivor's posture and how he held the gun reminded her strikingly of someone.

‘Could it be my imagination?’ This wasn’t the first time she had felt this way. When she first saw him, she had the same sensation...

As Bonnie pondered, Ivor suddenly turned to face her. Their eyes met, and a familiar feeling echoed through their souls, causing their pupils to tremble slightly.

A strange familiarity spread through their chests and left them equally stunned.

‘Familiar... Why does this feel so familiar?’