The next day.
Bonnie got up early in the morning, made some buttered toasts, warmed up milk and rushed her three children to the dining table.
After breakfast, she drove them to the kindergarten.
“Behave yourselves and I’ll pick you up this afternoon,” Bonnie said.
“Okay.” Erika nodded and blew Bonnie a kiss.
Bonnie’s heart melted at this scene.
She blew a kiss back at Erika and left for the Grant Group.
When she arrived at the building, the security guards recognized Bonnie from a distance. They bowed and escorted her to the elevator.
They were very attentive, as if Bonnie had already become the future Mrs. Grant.
But Bonnie was too furious to acknowledge that.
She took the elevator to the top floor and went straight to the president’s office.
“Miss Annie?” Eric noticed Bonnie was here and was very startled, “why did you come all of a sudden? You can’t go in now, Mr. Grant isn’t available.”
“Why can’t I go in?” Bonnie glared at him, “is he meeting a client?”
“Not really,” Eric mumbled.
Then problem solved!
Since he wasn’t meeting a client, it wouldn’t do any harm to Sebastian’s business if she went in. So why couldn’t she come in?
Bonnie pushed Eric out of the way and walked in.
But there was no sign of Sebastian in the spacious office.
This was strange. Wasn’t Sebastian here?
Bonnie was about to question Eric again when she heard light footsteps behind a secret door in the corner.
Sebastian must be in there!
In the office, the atmosphere was getting more and more awkward.
Bonnie was afraid to open her eyes in case she saw something she wasn’t supposed to see.
The way she looked was quite funny and Sebastian was amused a little.
But when he thought of the fact that this woman had carried two men’s babies and still said that she wanted to find a new husband, he was getting overwhelmed by rage.
She stopped smiling and looked at her coldly.
“You’re a mom now. Stop acting like you’re still a teenage girl!” Sebastian said sarcastically.
Bonnie was pissed off by his words.
What the hell was that supposed to mean?
Besides that night five years ago, she had never slept with another man.
“Don’t overthink this, Mr. Grant. I’m not being a teenage girl. It’s just that your body isn’t that flattering to look at and I don’t wanna go blind!” Bonnie bickered.
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