Okay, Bonnie continued. And somehow, she felt the hotness receding and a little bit of coolness coming, which made her overcoat more comfortable than ever.
Finally, the designs were revised. As she was leaving, Sebastian cast her something he just took out from the drawer, "Here."
Bonnie unwittingly opened her hand. It was a car key.
"Why are you giving this to me?" She asked curiously.
Sebastian looked as cold as ever. "It's a reward for your hard work on these designs. You will drive this car since now."
"But I have a car."
"Return it to where it belongs, or have it smashed and throw it to the garbage site." He said with a sense of brutality, "Or people would think the Grant Group is maltreating its employees if you are not driving the car I give you."
Bonnie refused no more. Meanwhile, she was not feeling very comfortable. She thought it was compensation for his confiscating her New Beetle. But it was just for the Grant Group.
How could she not feel down? Anyway, she buckled herself up quickly, smiling, "It's mine, right? You are not going to take it back once more, aren't you?"
He nodded, "It's yours."
Bonnie nodded and left the study with the key in her hand while Sebastian asked for a coffee.
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