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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.

and whispered, "Also, Mr. Boyd is a man, a real man. Why do you keep associating him with

had made such a connection. No matter how he looked at it, he saw no resemblance between the leader of the Nidhogg Organization and

faint fragrance he had smelled on Mr. Boyd and when they fell

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"You mean there's a possibility he's a woman? But what about Ms. Yasmine? She likes him so much. How heartbroken will she be if he turns out to be

of something, turned to Floyd, and warned, "So don't tell Yasmine about

Mr. Ivor. I won't

faintly, then continued watching Bonnie treat

had almost finished massaging Yasmine. She withdrew her hands and asked,

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