I Love You, Miss Genius ( Bonnie Shepard )

Chapter 15 

Oh, no! 

Bonnie was alarmed. 

It was a huge crowd, and many reporters were broadcasting live. 

If anyone found out her true identity, she would be embroiled In International disputes and targeted by assassins. 

Just as she was panicking, someone covered her head with a jacket. 

She heard a steady and familiar voice. 

“Please make way,” said the voice calmly and authoritatively. 

The man who was protecting her was the King of Combat, Jim Ray, who served as Ms. Bonita’s. bodyguard. 

Bonnie smiled. 

“When did you get back?” 

“I just did.” Jim frowned. “Sorry, I should have been here earlier.” 

“It’s not your fault. So, how was the International Fighting Championship? Did you win?” 

Jim took out the champion’s medal from his pocket and placed it in Bonnie’s hand. 

“This is for you. 

Bonnie wasn’t surprised that he had won. 

“Are you sure? It’s the champion’s medal.” 

“Well, consider it a congratulatory gift for the nanomaterial breakthrough.” 

Bonnie pocketed the medal. 

“What do you want in return? You know, for winning the championship.” 

“A treat will be fine,” Jim answered readily. 

“Deal.” 

The crowd watched them leave. 

Ivor frowned as he watched Bonnie go. 

“What are you standing there for, Ivor? Ms. Bonita is leaving. Didn’t you have something to ask her?” Ged nudged Ivor, puzzled. 

Ivor thought for a moment and said, “We caught a glimpse of her face. Don’t you think she looks a lot. 

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like someone?” 

“Who?” 

“You know.” 

“Huh? Who are you talking about?” 

As he saw Ged’s bewildered look, Ivor wondered if he might have made a mistake. 

2/2 

After all, based on his investigations, Bonnie used to live in the countryside, where she often skipped school and scored zero on her exams. And she hadn’t graduated from high school even though she 

was 20 years old. 

There was no way she could be Ms. Bonita. 

They might look alike, but that didn’t mean anything. 

“Come on.” Ivor dismissed the possibility and hurried after Bonnie. 

“Please wait, Ms. Bonita.” 

Bonnie looked over her shoulder at Ivor with a frown. 

Why was he here? Had he seen her face? Was he beginning to suspect who she was? 

Bonnie remained calm. 

“Yes, Mr. Ivor, what can I do for you?” 

“I don’t believe we’ve ever met. Could you tell me why you’ve chosen to collaborate with my company? 

Ivor narrowed his eyes and studied her discreetly.