Chapter 37
Chapter 37
Bonnie looked at Alfred, stunned.
He held up his chin triumphantly and said condescendingly, “Mr. Jim is no ordinary man, Ms. Bonnie. He’s an extremely proficient fighter and very proud. How could you compare these bodyguards with someone as great as him? You’d better watch out. They might come after you!”
“Oh. This Jim character is quite something, huh?” She chuckled. A bead of sweat flowed down the side of Tim Reid’s forehead. In fact, he was Jim Ray in disguise. He held himself back from his strong desire to tear Alfred apart and remained where he stood.
Alfred had more to say. “Mr. Jim’s working for someone even more important. You might have heard of Ms. Bonita, the world–renowned researcher who successfully developed the world’s latest
nanomaterial.
“If you offend Mr. Jim, you’ll offend Ms. Bonita as well. Not even Mr. Sigmund will be able to help you then. They won’t do him any favors,” Alfred thought he had intimidated Bonnie a little and gained some of her respect. But Bonnie looked calm as usual, almost as if she wasn’t fazed in the least.
Alfred was displeased. “It looks like you don’t understand the full gravity of the situation, Ms. Bonnie.”
“What do I need to understand? Do you think Mr. Jim and Ms. Bonita would stir up trouble with me over something so trivial? Do you think they have time for that? Are you calling them petty?”
She shot a cold glance at him and kept going, “If that’s what you’re trying to say here, they’d probably want to teach you a lesson instead.”
Alfred’s face turned green. He didn’t have anything to say. He wanted to teach Bonnie a lesson, but she had schooled him back. And everything she said had a point, so he couldn’t even argue with her! RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only
At that moment, Ivor returned from work.
“Have you chosen the bodyguards?” He asked as he looked at Alfred.
“You’re looking at them. They’re the best of the best. That’s especially true when it comes to the new captain. He’s very formidable.” Alfred pointed at Jim and praised him non–stop.
Ivor scanned Jim for a while before turning his gaze to his assistant and bodyguard, Floyd. He
ordered, “Spar with him and size him up.”
“Roger that, Mr. Ivor.” Floyd stepped forward and asked, “Should I go easy on him?”
Jim spoke before Ivor could. “That won’t be necessary.”
“Oh? Confident, aren’t you?” Floyd did some warm–ups and said, “Fair warning. Even the black belts are no match for me. I’m in a different league from the people you just defeated”
Jim gestured confidently. “Let’s begin.”
“Every fighter has his pride. Very well. You have my respect.” Despite what Floyd said, he had already made up his mind to take his opponent down a peg. But he still didn’t want to humiliate Jim.
Floyd just wanted him to know that there would always be someone stronger than him. If Jim couldn’t let go of his pride, it would stop him doing a good job as the Knights‘ bodyguard. It was better to chip away at some of his pride now.
Bonnie walked over to Ivor and said, “I suggest Floyd fight with everything he’s got.”
Ivor raised his brow and asked, “Is he really that good?”
“What do you think would happen if Floyd went up against me?” Bonnie answered his question with another question.
After thinking for a while, Ivor reached an answer. “He might not win.”
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