Chapter 40
It was just a game of chess. What could possibly happen? What were the
chances of Ivor forcing himself on her?
“Knock Knock Knock. She rapped on his door.
A deep, charming voice responded, “Come in.”
Bonnie smelled a wonderful cologne as soon as she pushed the door open. Ivor
definitely used the good stuff.
Ivor was sitting in a chair. A chessboard had been set up in front of him. He had
even gotten someone to prepare tea. Ivor took a slow sip as steam wafted over
his sharp eyes. The steam lingered, giving his handsome features an almost
ethereal sense of charm.
“The tea master brewed this. Have a taste.”
“Sure.” Bonnie didn’t bother to stand on formalities. She lifted the cup and tasted
the tea. “This is Mariage Fréres. It’s been brewed very well, too.”
He raised his brow and asked playfully, “How do you know it’s Mariage Freres?”
Mariage Fréres was one of the most prestigious tea companies in Parisia. It
produced extraordinary teas in small quantities. Most people had never even
heard of it.
“Is it hard for ordinary people to tell what it is?” Bonnie answered nonchalantly
and set the cup down. on the table.
“Have you tasted it before?”
“I have. I’ve tasted all kinds of teas. You could say I’ve tasted every tea
imaginable.” She said. Ivor would have dismissed what she said as lies in the
past, but he hesitated to think that of her now. Bonnie might be young, but she
was far more skilled than the average person.
“How surprising. You might be young, but you seem to have some experience
with tea. Are you going to tell me that you’re a tea master next?” Ivor poured her
another cup of tea and said
condescendingly.
“You could say that,” she said with a blank face. “I could’ve brewed better than
this.”
Ivor was speechless. Bonnie said that she had tasted every tea imaginable, but
anyone who was rich enough could do that. However, it was simply arrogance to
say that she could brew better tea than a
tea master.
Tea-brewing was a skill that took practice. Even if Bonnie were to learn it from
scratch, she wouldn’t have been able to surpass a tea master.
“I employ a famous tea master, Quenton Hill. If you’re a tea master yourself, you
must have heard of
him.”
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“Quenton? Is he working for you?” She put down her cup of tea and asked.
Quenton?!
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For a second, Ivor thought he had
misheard her. Quenton Hill had won
several championships in the World
Tea Art Tournament, and he was also
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He brewed divine teas. He could turn
even the most humble tea leaves into
something hauntingly aromatic. Ivor
had spent several million dollars to
hire Quenton to be his personal tea
master, but here Bonnie was, talking
about the tea master as if they were
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“Where is he? It’s been a long time since I last saw him.” Bonnie asked excitedly.
“He’s gone home,” Ivor said lightly, instead of exposing her for the fraud she was.
Bonnie looked like she was disappointed with his answer. She put up such a
good act that Ivor had to wonder if she was delusional.
That worried him. If she kept lying to people, someone would expose her one
day. She would be opening herself up to harsh remarks and embarrassment
when that happened.
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Perhaps he should teach her a lesson
by bringing her down a little. That
would teach her to be more humble.

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something better than Quenton. I’d love to have a taste. Just how good can your
tea be?”