I Love You, Miss Genius

All of a sudden, Bonnie's phone, which was in her pocket, started ringing.

The crisp ringing tone threw their romance out the window. Bonnie's head started to clear. Her face was still slightly red when she reached out and pushed against his chest. "Get up. I have to pick up the call."

Ivor understood that someone like her had to pick up every call. After all, they could be emergencies. So, he stopped messing with her and propped himself up with his arms.

Pulling out her phone, she saw that it was a call from the research institute.

She frowned slightly and answered it. Her voice was instantly colder. "What is it?"

She was on the phone for about a minute before she hung up the phone. Turning around, she said to him, "There's an emergency at the research institute. I need to go now. Don't forget to finish the soup.” He stood as well. "Do you need me to give you a ride?"

"It's okay. I drove here." She waved at him with her back turned to him and marched out of his villa.

He watched as she left and recomposed himself.

Then, he went to the study. He saw Floyd, who was waiting by the door, and said, "Let's talk inside."

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of them went

sat on the chair, his stunning eyes were plagued with somberness. "Do you

said that the tabby cat painting is damaged beyond repair.

rubbed his brow again. Sighing wearily, he

frowned. "Mr. Sigmund is going to be discharged in several days. He treasures the painting

have a hard time explaining everything to him when

well enough to know that he's

about the most. The more he thought

are we going

find another master painter to imitate this particular painting? We'll get through Mr Sigmund first and think about the future after that." Floyd

More to the point, it wouldn't feel the same even if we found someone who could do

searching for ideas in his

something came to his mind, and he said, "I've asked you to track down another one

to locate the buyer's address and