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Sebastian followed Bonnie to the garage.
Then she opened the paint bucket under his gaze, dipped the roller brush into the pink paint, and painted the
bulletproof car directly!
An obtrusive pink blob instantly made the black car ugly.
"What are you doing?" The veins of Sebastian's forehead were throbbing.
Bonnie, on the other hand, did not feel afraid, blinking her eyes. "Why? I can't paint it?"
She spoke in a haughty and icy tone with her arms crossed on her chest, "Mr. Grant, the car has been given to me,
hasn't it? Since it's mine, I can repaint it at will, right?"
Sebastian was speechless.
"Anyway, I'm now the hostess of the Sunshine Villa, though not the real one, I'm still eligible to repaint a car, right?"
Bonnie asked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSebastian looked at the woman in front of him, his hands hanging at his sides clenching.
The woman spoke with an ironic tone. Did she hear anything?
But when Sebastian was about to say something, Bonnie lifted the roller brush again and swung it before Sebastian.
"Mr. Grant, if there's nothing else, you can go back to your fish. I'm going to paint."
Sebastian was a neat freak.
When he saw the brush approaching, he moved back quickly and his beautiful face completely darkened.
At last, Sebastian turned and left.
Bonnie continued to paint the car.
The pungent smell of paint irritated her tear glands. Eventually, the overstocked sadness in the heart flooded up
and turned into a clear liquid that was trickling down to the ground and soon formed a small pool.
Bonnie was truly heartbroken.
In fact, her purpose in making the fish for Sebastian was to amuse him and get his approval. After that, she would
change the color of the car to make it look better.
Unexpectedly, as she was outside of the study, she heard the conversation between Sebastian and Rupert.
Sebastian said that she was a fake wife and should not get the proper status. He said that she was not Mrs. Grant
indeed.
"Yes, he's right." Bonnie couldn't resist laughing at her own stupidity in her mind.
They were just a fake couple and she was at best an ally. There was no way to think so highly of herself.
In this case, there was no need to discuss this with Sebastian as well.
"Only a real couple would discuss it; as a friend, Sebastian Grant had no right to do with what he had given to me. It
was not his business!" she thought.
Thinking of this, Bonnie wiped away her tears with her hands and kept on working.
The car was so big that she was too tired to stand up straight when she was merely halfway through the painting.
Coincidentally, the bucket of paint she bought was also used up. So, Bonnie returned to the house and planned to
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmcontinue her work tomorrow.
That night, Bonnie did not even go back to her room. After she made Erika fall asleep, she also slept in the
children's room.
What she didn't know was that Sebastian didn't fall asleep that night.
He checked all the surveillance records in the villa and found out the truth.
In fact, Bonnie had heard everything. That was why she ran out so disappointedly and modified the car to vent her
anger.
Actually, Sebastian was both happy and upset at that moment.
But he had no idea why he felt this way.
After living more than twenty years, he seemed to know himself for the first time and could not figure out what was
going on in his mind.
Being immersed in thoughts until it was almost dawn, he stood up, walked out of the study, and went straight into
the street faintly lit.
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