I Love You, Miss Genius

CHAPTER 293

Flynn slapped the tattooed man hard on the back of his head. “Get your ass down and apologize to her!”

The tattooed man’s head buzzed loudly, partly because Flynn hit him too hard and partly because he couldn’t believe what Flynn was saying.

“Are you deaf or what? Get down on your knees!” Flynn slapped the back of the tattooed man’s head again. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

It was even harder this time because Flynn was getting anxious, fearing he might get implicated.

“Ouch!” The tattooed man held the back of his head in pain, grimacing and howling.

“If you don’t kneel again, I’ll break your legs!” Flynn was sweating profusely with

anxiety.

Although the tattooed man didn’t know what was happening, given the current situation, he had no choice but to kneel to Bonnie.

Flynn approached Bonnie with a flattering tone. “Ms. Bonnie, this has nothing to do with me! I had no idea what was happening here, let alone that this jerk offended you!”

Seeing Flynn’s ingratiating attitude, everyone, including the tattooed man, was stunned. Flynn was the grantison of the Knight family, always a big shot who held his head high, so he had no reason to suck up to a woman like that.

Bonnie glanced at the tattooed man and the others. “They just said you’re their boss. They wanted Avril and me to accompany them. This is your territory. As the saying goes,‘ Like father, like son.‘ You must have been setting a bad example, which they followed. Be honest, how many innocent girls have you harmed with these people here?”

“I didn’t! I’m innocent!” Flynn was on the verge of tears. “Ms. Bonnie, I’ve turned over a new leaf. Really! I wouldn’t dare lie to you. After the last incident, I realized bigger fish are always in the sea. I woke up and decided to repent.

“This city doesn’t just belong to my Knight family. I used to be a spoiled rich kid, always thinking I was above everyone else, able to decide others‘ fates.

“To compensate for my past mistakes, I’ve donated almost all the money I earned from running this bar to orphanages and impoverished areas in the West. If you don’t believe

me, you can have my cousin check. I won’t dare tell a lie in front of you!”

Avril couldn’t find words to describe her shock as she watched Flynn, who was now genuinely shedding tears.

Now, she had figured out that this person in front of her should be Ivor’s cousin. Even if Ivor was pursuing Bonnie, Flynn had no reason to be so subservient to Bonnie.

It didn’t make sense. She wondered if there had been some unknown events between them, leading to Flynn’s fear of Bonnie.

The more she thought about it, the more curious she became.

Avril looked at Bonnie’s profile, her intuition telling her that Bonnie would bring her even more surprises in the future.

“I’ve investigated this matter, and what he said is true,” Jim walked out from the crowd.

Avril was stunned again. “Mr. Jim, what are you doing here? When did you arrive?”

Flynn internally complained, ‘Jim is Ms. Bonita’s bodyguard. If he’s not here, where else would he be?”

What Jim said, Bonnie naturally believed.

“A prodigal son returning home is priceless. Since you’re willing to start anew, I’ll give you this chance for the sake of Sigmund.”

Flynn became instantly excited, looking at Bonnie gratefully. “Thank you! Ms. Bonnie, thank you so much!”

With Bonnie’s words, Flynn wouldn’t have to hide in the city anymore, nor would he have to stay in this small bar. He could openly return to the Knight family.

“But if you ever do something illegal again in the future, don’t blame me for being ruthless,” Bonnie said coldly.

“No, I won’t! I refuse!” Flynn kept patting his chest, repeatedly promising.

It was nearly 1 a.m. when Bonnie returned to Villa No. 8 in Lenfield Resort.

As soon as she got home, the lights flicked on.

Seeing the man sitting on the sofa, Bonnie looked at him in a daze.

“Why are you here so late?”

Ivor stood slowly from the sofa, the light shining on his broad back.