I Love You, Miss Genius

Chapter 69

Bonnie looked at Halle and raised her brows. There was a hint of mockery in her eyes.

“Wasn’t your dress supposed to be one of Hamish’s designs? I seem to remember you bragging that you were going to wear it to the party. Why didn’t you?”

Halle gritted her teeth and looked at Bonnie. She wanted to smack her really badly. “Wipe that smug look off your face! Did Ivor get you this dress? That just means you didn’t get it yourself!”

Bonnie’s lips curled into a smile. The cunning and ridicule in her eyes were unmistakable. “How smart of you. Ivor, who’s also my fiancé, went through a great deal of trouble and spent a lot of money on this. I told him to forget about it, but he just wouldn’t listen to me. I couldn’t help it.”

Halle’s face twisted, and Rowena looked even more furious.

Bonnie chuckled when she saw their faces. “You’re his cousin, Halle. And you’re his childhood friend, Rowena. You should try to talk some sense into him. Tell him not to spend all that money wasted a lot on that!”

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“Why, you! What a load of crap! Ivor hates you. There’s no way he bought you anything! He must have bought this dress because Grandpa made him. I’d even go so far as to say Grandpa was the one who bought you the dress, not Ivor. You just put it that way to make yourself look better.”

What Halle said made sense. Rowena agreed and let out a sigh of relief internally. There was no way Ivor would treat this nobody so well.

“Suit yourself,” Bonnie said. She didn’t give a damn about them.

“Hmph! Since you said that, that must have been the truth. You’re just a hick and a nobody. Why would Ivor spend that kind of money on a dress for you?”

Bonnie stared at her defiantly. “I’m a nobody? How did you figure that?”

“Well…” Halle stopped herself when she remembered that Bonnie was the Best Scholar in the city.

There was more. Rowena had tried to see Master Quenton when she heard he was at the Knight’s to convince him to take her on as his apprentice. To their surprise, Master Quenton seemed to really respect Bonnie. They also found out that her tea brewing skill outmatched Master Quenton’s.

At that moment, Ivor walked over. When Rowena saw him, she tugged at Halle’s arm. “Here comes Ivor. Let’s ask if he bought Bonnie the dress.”

Halle’s eyes glinted. She refused to believe Ivor would buy a dress for Bonnie. She ran toward him and asked, “Bonnie said you bought her the dress, Ivor. Is it true?”

She cast a taunting glance at Bonnie.

‘Just wait and see. I’m going to expose your lies,‘ she thought.

Ivor thought for a few seconds and said, “Yeah. That’s right. Is there a problem?”

Halle and Rowena gawked. Bonnie locked her gaze on him too.

“W–Well. Grandpa must have made you do it, right?” Halle refused to give up.

Ivor’s eyes grew darker. “I bought a dress for my fiancé. Why would anyone need to make me do it?”

His words shocked Halle and Rowena to their core.

“C–Come on, Ivor. You can’t be serious. Right?”

Ivor didn’t answer her. Instead, he took Bonnie’s hand and said, “Let’s go over there. They have your

favorite tiramisu cake.”