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."

nodded. "Copy

went into the

chair, his stunning eyes were plagued with somberness. "Do you have an update for me? Can

the tabby cat painting is damaged beyond repair. It's virtually

wearily, he wracked

trying to figure it out as well. Then, he frowned. "Mr. Sigmund is going to be discharged in several days. He treasures the painting above

have a hard time explaining everything to him when he comes back and finds

that he's

about the most. The more he

are we going to do

this particular painting? We'll get through Mr Sigmund first and think about the future after that."

point, it wouldn't feel the same even

still searching for ideas in his mind as he

and he said, "I've asked you to track down another one of Master Kieran's paintings. The one

that a wealthy businessman purchased it. So, I managed to locate the buyer's

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