I Love You, Miss Genius

Yasmine's eyes lit up instantly. She thought Ivor understood her. Otherwise, why would he give her such an excellent opportunity to meet her savior? However, before she could revel in her joy for more than two seconds, Ivor's following words were like a bucket of cold water.

"Put away those little thoughts of yours and return to the apartment to rest. You cannot go anywhere until your leg is fully healed."

Yasmine's happy expression froze on her face. She pouted, and her entire face fell. "Boss, you said you'd send me. How can you go back on your word?"

"Whether I wanted to send you or expose your little scheme, you know yourself very well," Ivor said, his cold eyes watching her as she seemed about to speak again. He waved his hand dismissively. "Go rest and heal. Don't worry about anything else."

Yasmine stomped her foot in frustration, accidentally aggravating her injury and causing her to grimace in pain. "Ouch! It hurts, it hurts."

Ivor's temples throbbed as he watched her hop around. His voice was laced with frustration as he put his fingers to his brow. "If it hurts, why don't you go rest? Why are you still here?"

Ivor. "Boss, are you not going to ask

of sarcasm in his response. "Not curious. I could call their leader

you give it to me?" Yasmine batted her eyes furiously at Ivor, trying to win him

savior her contact information, hoping he would call her. She couldn't even sleep last night because she waited so long for a call but didn't get one. She wanted to find her savior but needed a

of a

hearing this, Ivor finally understood Yasmine's true intentions for coming to see him. "You didn't get his

for you? Help you

a connection?"

were bare. "I-I'm doing this for the sake of our organization,

"Yasmine, don't think I don't know your little thoughts.