Chapter 92
“It’ll be okay. I know how to deal with it.” Trina was dead set on going into the private room.
Things had gone bad enough. What did she have to lose? Nothing ventured, nothing gained. She might as well roll the dice and see if she was lucky.
She could recommend herself to Ms. Bonita if fortune smiled on her. Maybe Ms. Bonita would be impressed by her talents and take her in.
She didn’t want to think about it any longer, so she pushed the door open decisively.
No one was inside..
How anticlimactic!
“This is weird. Where’s Ms. Bonita?”
“Could she have quietly left in all the commotion?” Hadwin guessed.
Trina felt disappointed. All her hopes were dashed. At that moment, Vera called.
“How did it go, Trina? Did you manage to see Ms. Bonita?” Vera asked excitedly.
Trina clenched her fist and she said softly, “Luck wasn’t on my side. I didn’t bump into her.”
She couldn’t tell Vera and Gresham that Bonnie had lunch with Ms. Bonita’s researchers. If they found out how well–connected Bonnie was, it might threaten her standing in the family.
She would never tell anyone about this. She needed to move fast and find something Bonnie. How on earth had she managed to meet the researchers?
10 hold over
Bonnie had moved out of the family home because she was preparing for the SATS, but she hadn’t come back home even after it was over.
Could it be possible that she wasn’t living on her own? She could be living with a sugar daddy. She might be someone’s mistress! She could be sleeping with a man!
Trina was shocked. If that was true, then Bonnie had better prepare herself for some sweet revenge.
“It’s been a long time since Bonnie was home, Mom. Let’s invite her back for breakfast.”
“I would have completely forgotten about that if you hadn’t brought it up. The SATs are over. Why hasn’t she come back home?”
“We’ll know when we see her tonight.”
“Hmm…”
There were five more days until the end of Ivor and Bonnie’s engagement. However, Vera asked Bonnie to return home early in the morning.
Ivor watched as the car pulled out of the villa. He stared at it for a while before averting his gaze.
Floyd entered his room with a frown.
“I sent my men out to investigate Tim, Mr. Ivor, but they didn’t get anything on him.”
Ivor turned around to look at Floyd, who continued, “He’s squeaky clean.”
Floyd handed a document to his master and kept going. “His background checks out. He was born in an ordinary family. If it was a forged identity, we would have been able to figure it out since we have the power of the Knights behind us.
Ivor paged through the document carefully, his sharp eyes growing darker.
“Don’t you think his background is a little too clean?
Floyd seemed to catch his master’s meaning, but he couldn’t exactly say what it was. He merely looked at him. Ivor was extraordinarily perceptive. If he thought something was up with Tim, Tim would definitely have some secrets.
“I’ll figure out a way to get something out of this.”
“Okay.“Ivor nodded, satisfied, “But there’s no need to move too quickly. Tim hasn’t shown any animosity toward us yet. I’m wondering if he came here to protect somebody.”
“Who is he trying to protect? Could it be Ms. Bonnie?” Floyd asked.
