Chapter 395
Dominick couldn’t wait any longer and dashed out of the coffee shop.
Sydney and Gunnar swapped glances before they took off after them. “Don’t go over there, Dominick. Sh
she’s Bonniel
Hmm?” Dominick stopped, turned around, and looked at the married couple. “Do you guys know her?”
“She’s a good–for–nothing who got disowned by the Shepards.”
“So, she’s the infamous Bonnie!” Dominick was mildly surprised. Then, his eyes were filled with.
admiration as he glanced at the young lady.
“Everyone keeps saying she’s a good–for–nothing, but she got into Pyralis University and won the Best Scholar Award. If my family had one such good–for–nothing, then my ancestors would’ve smiled upon us
from heaven.
“Save your breath, guys. She’s immensely talented, beautiful, and a powerful fighter. This is the chance of a lifetime! The universe must’ve taken pity on us, Shermans, and granted us a gift in the shape of a
perfect lady.”
He had made up his mind. He would dote on his daughter–in–law if she married into his family.
Realizing that Dominick walked away again, Gunnar pulled his arm again. “You’ve got to listen to me, Dominick. Not only was she disowned by the Shepards, but she was also Ivor’s fiancé.”
“What?!” That shocked Dominick to his core. Turning around, he looked at Gunnar with widened eyes. “1–Is
she the fiancé Sigmund found for Ivor?”
“That’s right.”
“Oh, so that’s how it is. That settles it, then.” Dominick patted his chest gratefully. Wasn’t their engagement supposed to last for a month? It’s been way longer than that now. Moreover, it was called
off. So, it’ll be fine.”
“The engagement has been called off, but Ivor fell in love with her and doted on her very much.”
Now, this got Dominick rooted to the spot.
“Isn’t it true that your nephew isn’t very interested in ladies? Rumor has it that he was actually into dudes. What made him change his mind?”
“That’s something we’re dying to know, too.”
Dominick was stunned for a couple of seconds before he rested his gaze on Bonnie, who had walked far away from him before he glanced at Flynn.
“Eh? A little birdie also told me that your son was kicked out of Pyralis because of her. Shouldn’t he hate her guts? But why does he walk behind her, acting like he was her henchman?”
He had just said it when he saw Bonnie reaching out and knocking Flynn in the head. Then, the latter
chuckled, looking as happy as ever.
The sight of it had all three of them stunned.
“I–Is that your son? Isn’t he quite cocky most of the time?” Dominick thought he no longer knew who Flynn.
was.
He wasn’t clone because even Gunnar and Sydney thought the same thing.
“I don’t think that’s our son. Let’s just leave.”
Bonnie was having dinner in the hotel when she heard a commotion at the entrance.
“Open your
eyes and look at this fine establishment. This is a five–star hotel. How do you figure it’s okay to beg for money at a place like this?
“Ew. Your clothes are downright filthy. Get the heck out of here! You’re scaring our customers away. I will have you kicked out if you do not cooperate!” The security guard looked at the beggar fiercely and roared.
The boy was six years old. Holding out a cracked bowl, the boy looked pitiful and said, “Please, sir. Show some kindness. My grandpa’s heavily ill, and he’s about to die.
“All he wants is to have some nice food before he moves on to a better place. That’s why I’m here. I beg you. I’ll take whatever leftover you have.”
“I said, get the heck out of here. Do you hear me?!” The security guard shoved the young boy hard. The boy staggered and fell to the ground.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” Bonnie angrily dashed to the entrance and helped the boy up.
“Are you okay? Did he hurt you?”
Raising his arm, he noticed it was scraped on the ground. There was some blood seeping out from the
wound, too.
Bonnie’s face grew grim. Shooting the security guard with a cold, brutal glare, she said, “He’s just a kid. It’s bad enough that you lack any sort of sympathy and refuse to give him some food, but you made it worse by shoving him so savagely.
“I take it back–a lack of sympathy isn’t your issue. You downright lack what makes us human.”
The security guard was embarrassed. “I–It’s part of the job description. I have no choice but to oblige it.
“Job description? Alright. Tell me, then. Does your hotel have a rule saying you must shove a kid?” She was gripped with an intense rage.
