Chapter 910
Bonnie had something to tell Avril, but the former saw Ivor’s car approaching from afar before stopping at the roadside.
Avril saw it, too. She said, “Ivor’s here. You should go now, Bonnie. I’ll head home.”
A hint of helplessness flashed across Bonnie’s eyes as she watched her friend run off. At that moment, the former did not know what else to say and turned to approach the Maybach. When she opened the car door, she saw how formal Ivor’s attire was.
Ivor wore a black suit that was subtle yet elegant. He also wore a gold brooch, looking like a mysterious nobleman.
Bonnie stared at him in a daze before teasing him, “Why didn’t you tell me we’re supposed to dress formally for tonight’s dinner? Look at what I’m wearing. Don’t you think it’s inappropriate for me to wear such casual clothes?”
“I met with an important business partner before coming to get you. That’s why I’m wearing this. It has nothing to do with tonight’s dinner.” Ivor patted the seat beside him. “Come on, get in.”

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