Bonnie sounded calm as she spoke, “All that matters is that you return my chip after two weeks, as stipulated in the contract. I’ll be grateful if you can do that.”
She was implying that Ivor would go back on his word. At that moment, he could not decide whether to laugh or cry. He said, “You’re honoring our agreement, and I’ll do the same. You can expect me to return it as agreed.”
Bonnie remained unimpressed, saying, “I sure hope so. Otherwise, I’ll have to search for you guys and repeat our contract’s contents to you again. That’ll be a massive waste of my time.”
Although she sounded firm, Ivor could sense a pang of sorrow and melancholy in her voice. He recalled what happened at the warehouse and how she witnessed Falcon’s suicide. Ivor could not help but comfort her, “Falcon might’ve betrayed you, but I know you didn’t want him to die.
“You’re pretty sentimental, Mr. Boyd. That said, Falcon would have felt tortured if he kept living. How things ended was the best outcome for him.”
Bonnie instinctively stared at Ivor wordlessly. The latter felt a little uneasy and began to feel around his face, asking in puzzlement, “Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?”
Bonnie shook her head. “Not at all. I just think you’re pretty bad at comforting people.”
Ivor was speechless. After some thought, he said, “I apologize. I don’t soothe others that often. I’m a little rusty.”
Bonnie giggled. “I didn’t expect you to be so honest. You might not be good at comforting others, but I feel soothed. Thanks.”
Ivor helplessly rubbed his chin, saying, “I don’t know if that was a compliment, or if you were teasing me. Either way, what matters is that you feel better, I hope.”
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