I Love You, Miss Genius

Floyd asked when he noticed Ivor's dazed expression, "Mr. Ivor, what are you looking at?"

Ivor narrowed his cold eyes, a thoughtful look passing through them. "Do you think Mr. Boyd's technique for treating people is similar to Bonnie's?"

He had seen Bonnie treat people many times, so he noticed the similarity immediately.

Floyd followed Ivor's gaze. "It doesn't seem similar at all. Where do you see the resemblance? Besides, such massage techniques are common. Mr. Boyd probably learned similar medical skills to Ms. Bonnie, so they appear similar to you."

"Is that so?" Ivor furrowed his brows, feeling familiarity lingering in his mind, refusing to go away.

closer and whispered, "Also, Mr. Boyd

the first time Ivor had made such a connection. No matter how he looked at it, he saw no resemblance between the leader of

the faint fragrance he had smelled on Mr. Boyd

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mean there's a possibility he's a woman? But what about Ms. Yasmine? She

he suddenly thought of something, turned to Floyd, and warned, "So don't tell Yasmine about this. Please don't mention it to her without concrete evidence. Given her personality, who knows what trouble she

nodded quickly, "Understood, Mr. Ivor. I

faintly, then continued watching

Ivor and Floyd talked, Bonnie had almost finished massaging Yasmine. She withdrew her hands and asked, "Does

the reduced pain. Her eyes lit up. "It's not as painful