Chapter 156 “That’s an excellent point.” Winifred looked at her grandson. “Make sure you get it done, Ivor. Osteoarthritis is no joke. Every time it starts acting up, I feel like chopping my feet off.” “Leave it to me, Grandma. I’ll have Floyd do it now.” He responded. Soon after, Bonnie received an overseas phone call. “Hello? What can I do for you, William?” Then, she heard her voice outside the door and looked toward It. Suddenly, someone opened the door, and a stunning man with blonde hair and blue eyes entered. There was even music with his entry, not to mention the party crackers. “Aren’t you surprised and delighted to see me, Bonnie?” She was about to say something, but he put a finger to his lips and said, “Shush!” Then, he winked at her flirtatiously. “I know, I know. You miss me terribly and feel moved that I’m here. Well, it’s only right that I give you a big, sloppy kiss!” He spread his arms, puckered up, and approached her. “Jim!” Bonnie screamed. Jim leaped in through the window and kicked William, who stopped moving. It was a good thing he did it because he was an inch away from Jim’s boot. Then, William pitifully looked at Bonnie, who was more than willing to keep him at a safe distance. “Every damn time.‘ Π However, William smiled wickedly. “Good thing I came prepared this time.” He clapped and said, “Show yourself, Jacques.” A six–foot–five burly man entered the ward. He was even taller than Jim. William looked at Jacques and grinned, asking, “You always wanted to spar with Master Jim of Arvandor, right? Here he is, in the flesh. You have my permission to fight him now.” “Right away, sir!” Jacques cracked his knuckles, his eyes full of anticipation. William glanced at Jim and said, “Jacques is the most formidable fighter in the SR League. I’m sure he won’t disappoint you, Master Jim.” Jim looked at the approaching Jacques with surprise. “So, you’re the strongest man in SR League, huh?” He had heard about Jacques and also wanted to spar with him. However, not only was Jacques the most formidable fighter in the SR League, but he was also William’s bodyguard. That meant Jacques was always following his master around, protecting him. That was why the two never had the chance to spar. Now that Jacques was here, that must have meant the man with blonde Chanter 156 hair and blue eyes was the owner of the SR League. Jim turned to Bonnie and realized she used to tell him that she knew the owner. It confirmed Jim’s assumptions. “Please, Master Jim.” Jacques could barely contain his excitement. “I’m sorry, but my mission is to keep her safe. I’ll take a rain check.” “Well, don’t mind me!” Jacques raised his fist and swung it at Jim.