Ivor simply uttered two words.
Upon hearing them, Floyd stared at him in astonishment.
"Mr. Ivor, why do you want me to bring that thing over?" Floyd asked with eyes wide.
Ivor narrowed his long, narrow eyes, his tone suddenly turning cold.
"Just bring it when I tell you to. What's with all the questions?"
Caught off guard, Floyd hesitated for a moment before quickly responding, "Alright, Mr. Ivor, I'll go get it now."
Bonnie had already served the soup for him when Ivor came out.
Ivor praised with a smile, looking at the porcelain bowl on the table, "My wife is so capable."
Bonnie rolled her eyes. "The soup is right in front of you. Can't you stop talking?"
Ivor's eyes carried a meaningful glance as they grazed over Bonnie's lips. "Soup can't stop me now. Only you, Bonnie, can do that."
Understanding his gaze instantly, Bonnie blushed slightly. "Shameless!"
He used to be somewhat restrained in his shamelessness, but now it was becoming more blatant!
Ivor laughed helplessly. "Bonnie, how can you even look cute when you're angry?"
Bonnie was at a loss for words. This guy was a master at flirting—she couldn't win.
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