I Love You, Miss Genius

Chapter 38

Honnte glanced at Jim, who was warming up, and said, “If I went up against him, I’d only stand a slim Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

hance of winning “What she said gave Ivor quite a shock.

“Begin!” Alfred shouted. He was acting as referee for the fight. Floyd moved in on Jim. They were both skilled fighters, and traded blows incessantly. It was a sight to behold, dazzling the onlookers.

Ivor began to believe what Bonnie had said. “He’s definitely strong

Bonnie was silent, Jim was pulling his punches because he was trying to conceal his identity. Otherwise, he would have knocked out Floyd immediately.

Five minutes later, gusts of wind rose as Jim and Floyd’s fists collided fiercely. Then, they both stepped back.

“Wonderfull! You fought well! I like you!” Floyd laughed and patted Jim on his shoulder. He made it look like they were two evenly matched fighters who were admiring each other.

Jim gave Floyd’s hand a sideways glance. He would’ve thrown Floyd over his shoulder out of pure

instinct if it wasn’t for Bonnie,

“The way you fought reminded me so much of Mr. Jim. Are you a fan of his as well?” Floyd couldn’t help but ask.

“You’re a fan?” Jim asked.

“Of course!” Floyd got excited when they started talking about Jim. “I really admire Mr. Jim! I’ve watched every single match of his. They were exhilarating! My only wish in life is to spar with him and have him show me some pointers. I’ll die a happy man if my wish comes true!”

Jim was about to lose it. Bonnie nearly burst into laughter as well.

“That’s enough, Floyd.” Ivor said lightly.

Floyd was a little embarrassed. “U–Understood, sir. Please excuse me. I lose my composure whenever

I talk about Mr. Jim.”

Ivor looked at Bonnie. “It hasn’t been safe recently. You should pick some of these men to be your

bodyguards.”

She raised her fists. “Do you think I need bodyguards?”

He stared at her hands involuntarily. Her skin was so fair and tender that it looked like silk, soft and

smooth to the touch.

He had seen the way she fought. Bonnie could easily match his mother in terms of combat. She was Cary Burns’s apprentice, too.

But Ivor still thought she was weak and vulnerable. She needed protection. He was thinking of a way to convince her to take the bodyguards with her when she changed her mind.

“I might have been trained in combat, but I could slip up sometimes. I guess it’s a good idea to have someone to back me up. I’ll pick one of them.”

“Yeah. That’s right.” Ivor nodded.

Pointing at Jim, she said, “He’ll do.” She did it so she could help conceal his identity.

Out of nowhere, Ivor said somewhat menacingly in her ear, “What is it? Is he your type? Do you like him?”