Chapter 158 A moment later, Ivor and William turned to look at Bonnie. Although they said nothing, Bonnie felt pressured. She thought it would be easier to research the latest nanomaterials than to deal with them. “Guys, I need to rest. Please give me some space.” Bonnie then lay down and snuck under the blanket. “I came all this way just to see you, Bonnie. You can’t ignore me like this,” William said, looking pitiful and aggrieved. Meanwhile, Ivor turned to Floyd and said, “We’re leaving to let Bonnie rest. She’s a patient, after all.” He raised a brow at William. The latter met Ivor’s gaze and understood his meaning. However, William thought Ivor was trying to outdo him by hinting that he was a thoughtful fiance who cared about Bonnie while William was just bugging her. “Jacques, we’re leaving, too.” “Jacques?” Floyd turned and glanced at the tall and dark–skinned burly man. Sensing Floyd’s shock, Ivor asked, “What’s wrong?” Floyd looked at Jacques and then at Jim, who was closing the door. Then, Floyd’s eyes widened. “Th- that’s Jacques, Mr. Ivor! He’s the most formidable fighter in the SR League!” “How did you figure that out?” “I saw him holding his own against Master Jim just now. It made me wonder who he was. It turns out he’s the top fighter in the league. That’s the only explanation that makes sense.” Ivor looked at Jacques before turning to William. Pure wisdom flickered in his eyes. “That means the man over there is one of the people in the league.” “Jacques has been pretty respectful to him. I guess he’s one of the top brass in the league.” Floyd took a guess. Ivor rubbed his chin and said, “Say, what are the chances that he’s the owner of the SR League?” Floyd’s eyes widened again. “S–Seriously? What are the odds?” Dr. Zebulon told them that the miracle doctor saved the mother of the owner of the SR League. ‘What are the odds that we ran into the owner of the league before we even had the chance to post the request?‘ “I–If you’re right, then how does Ms. Bonnie know them?” Floyd scratched the back of his head, thinking the whole thing was convoluted. He did not think he had the brain capacity to process everything. Ivor glanced at the door before peering at William, who was leaving. The light in his eyes flickered as his mind spun. “There’s one more puzzling thing,” Floyd said, “I know Ms. Bonnie saved Master Jim’s life, but he was just showing up around her far too frequently. “Remember that he’s Ms. Bonita’s bodyguard. Shouldn’t he be around Ms. Bonita at all times to keep her safe? With that in mind, there can only be one explanation.” “Which is?” Ivor was pondering the same thing. “Master Jim’s in love with Ms. Bonnie!” Floyd gasped. Ivor had nothing to add because he knew they were thinking about different things. He said, “That’s… impossible.” However, Floyd was confused. “How so? I think he may be in love with her.” “Master Jim cares about Bonnie, but he doesn’t love her the way you think,” Ivor said confidently. “How can you tell, Mr. Ivor?” “I know who my love rivals are. You wouldn’t get it.” Floyd remained quiet. ‘It isn’t my fault I’m single.” Meanwhile, Bonnie received a text from William as she lay in her hospital bed. “Someone posted a request asking for your help to treat a patient.”