CHAPTER 427


    Chapter 427


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    Before Bonnie could reject, Russell added, “After all, you’re their new leader. You’re the new


    president of Pyralis University. Are you honestly going to ask me to keep your identity hidden when


    you’re the new head? How does that even make sense?”


    She thought about it and found that he had a point. “Alright, then. We’ll do it your way.”


    He was thrilled to see that she had given way to his wishes. It felt as if he had primarily recovered


    from his illness. He whipped his head and looked at his assistant. He said excitingly, “Do it, now!


    Inform the top management personnel that we will have the meeting tomorrow!”


    His assistant reminded him. “Tomorrow’s Saturday, Mr. Russell.”


    “Geez. Look at me and my dummy brain! Gah! Why does it have to be a Saturday tomorrow?”


    Russell was so worked up that he worried she might change her mind after a few days.


    “Calm down, Mr. Russell. We can have the meeting next Monday!”


    “How am I supposed to calm down? We’re talking about three days here! I have to work my butt to


    finally trick Bonnie into taking the position.


    “What will I do if she regrets her decision after a few days? Will you find another worthy person to


    take over my position?” Russell growled.


    His assistant’s jaw dropped. Then, he gave the president a look.


    Russell came back to his senses and looked at her immediately. “Don’t get me wrong, Bonnie. I


    don’t mean that. I didn’t try to trick you. I wanted you to be the university president! I’m honestly


    doing what’s best for my students. I…”


    “It’s okay, Russell.” She smiled hopelessly. “It doesn’t matter if you’re tricking me. The fact is, I gave


    you my word, and I intend to keep it. Don’t worry about it. I’ll be there in the meeting on Monday.”


    Russell let out a sigh of relief. He could finally rest easy now.


    Bonnie returned to her vi and caught a delicious odor from the kitchen. She entered it and was


    pleasantly surprised to see Ivor making dinner.


    “You’re home. Wash your hands. Dinner’s about to be ready.” The affection in his voice was


    unmistakable, and she liked it.


    Walking over to his side, she saw that he had finished several dishes. They looked delicious,


    too.


    “When did you learn to cook?”


    “I’ve seen you done it a few times. So, I secretly remembered the steps.”


    h, so that’s how it is. You stole my culinary skills. You have to know that this is a serious offense.


    Tell me, what will you do about it?” she said deliberately.


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    Taking off the apron, he unbuttoned his shirt.


    “W–What do you think you’re doing?” She took a step back.


    “Didn’t you just ask me to do something about it? Well, it’s not like you need money. So, I have no


    choice but to offer you my excellent body.” He said it in the most gentlemanly tone.


    She couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him. Then, she changed the topic immediately. “Let’s eat. I


    want to taste your cooking.”


    He stopped in his tracks. He had unbuttoned a couple of his buttons. If only she had gone along


    with him, he would’ve done it all through.


    Not long after, he served all the dishes on the dining table.


    “Dinner’s ready, Vince. Come on down,” she shouted at the little boy upstairs.


    “Alright. I’ming.” The little boy raced down the stairs.


    Ivor stared at Vince. The longer he stared at thetter, the more he thought the little boy looked


    familiar. For his life, he couldn’t ce it.


    She sat at the dining table and realized Ivor made her favorite dishes. She couldn’t help but feel


    moved by this gesture.


    Stabbing a piece of Jamaican jerk pork ribs, she took a bite. Then, her eyes sparkled.


    “Not bad at all. It’s rich and savory, not too greasy. Also, I can taste the hint of sweetness without it


    overpowering the meat’s vor. I didn’t think you could do this well on a first try.”


    “Why, of course. You have to know just how awesome I am by now.” Ivor said, thrilled.


    “It’s not his first ribs, though. He spent the whole day in the kitchen. He even burnt his hand.” Vince


    noticed how he hid his hands under the table.


    Suddenly, she put down her cutlery and walked over to Ivor. Then, she took his hands swiftly and


    examined them.


    There were a lot of blisters on the back of his hands.