Chapter 43
But there was no one in the restroom.
Ivor’s frown grew deeper. He thought he had heard a man’s voice in her room. Could he be overreacting?
“I don’t need to use your restroom anymore. You should get some rest,” He said lightly.
“Sure. Please close the door on your way out,” Bonnie said lightly too.
Nothing was out of the ordinary.
“Sure.”
She rushed to the restroom the moment he left. Where was Jim? The window in the restroom could only open a little, and it was so small it wouldn’t have been possible for Jim to get out through it.
Then, she heard a ‘Swoosh!‘ and Jim dropped from the ceiling.
“That was a close one. I would’ve been caught if I hadn’t acted fast enough.”
“You were lucky, but you shouldn’t act so rashly again.” She started to chase him out of her room. Alright. That’s all the time you have. Hurry up and go. Remember, don’t climb into my room unless it’s an emergency!”
“Loud and clear.” Jim left, feeling dejected.
Bonnie received a call from Vera the next morning. Her mother asked her to have breakfast over at their place.
Bonnie had just left when Quenton stepped foot into the Knight premises.
“Was what you said last night true, Mr. Ivor? Did that girl brew better tea than I did?”
Ivor took a teapot from the fridge. There was still some tea left in it. “This must be stale now after last night, but I believe your keen senses will allow you to taste the brewing skill behind the tea nonetheless.”
Quenton poured himself a cup of tea. His eyes glinted as he tasted it. “Spectacular! The taste of the tea leaves should have been lost after an entire night, but it tastes wonderful regardless. The key lies in the rich aroma. It surprisingly benefited from the cold brewing!”
“Where’s the girl, Mr. Ivor? I have to see her!”
“She’s just gone out. I’ll let you know as soon as she returns.”
Quenton sat on the couch and said “I’m not going anywhere. In fact, I’ll do nothing until I meet her today.” He was an old man over sixty, but he looked as excited as a child who was refusing to leave the candy store until he got his candy.
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Ivor fell into a deep thought.
Bonnie’s tea brewing skill must be beyond his understanding for Quenton to react like this. She was just a young lady. How exactly did she learn all of these skills? The more he got to know her, the more mysterious she became
His lips curled into a smile and he locked his gaze on the teapot the way a predator looked at its prey.
At the Shepard’s place, Vera was filing her nails. She said nonchalantly, “Since you’re going to take your SATs tomorrow morning, you should stay here tonight, Bonnie. I’ll have Lorraine make your favorite food and make sure you eat well. I wouldn’t want you going around saying I treated you poorly.”
Bonnie sneered. “It sounds like you’re doing all this not because you’re worried about me, but because you’re worried about being the butt of gossip.”
“What kind of nonsense is that?!” Vera yelled angrily. Bonnie was right, and she had been exposed.
“Am I wrong? I remember you made Trina’s food yourself when she was taking the SAT’s. But now that I’m the one taking them, you’re telling the servants to do it instead. You sounded condescending,
too.”
“Is that how you talk to your mother, Bonnie? She hasn’t been feeling well. Are you still going to ask her to prepare food for you herself? Are you really so heartless? That’s not how I raised you!” Gresham could stand it no longer, so he raised his voice and lectured her.
Bonnie couldn’t be bothered to argue any further. It didn’t matter what she said or did. Her parents would always favor Trina over her. If she didn’t know any better, she would have thought she was the one who had been adopted.
“If that’s all, I’m leaving.”
“Look at you. Do you think you’re tough just because you’re an adult now? Are you really leaving just because I said something you didn’t like? Are you trying to give me a heart attack?” Furious, Gresham took a broom lying against the wall of the living room and moved to strike Bonnie with it.
At that moment, Trina stepped forward and begged for Bonnie to be spared like the two–faced hypocrite she was. “Don’t hit her, Dad! She didn’t mean it. She was just born like that. Her SATs are tomorrow. You’ll affect her grades if you hit her. This is the most important test of her life! It’ll decide her entire future!”
“I’ll affect her grades?”
