I Love You, Miss Genius ( Bonnie Shepard ) novel Chapter 1185

Bonnie didn't miss out on the subtle triumph in Billy's eyes. Her lips curled slightly as a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.

'I knew it. Billy isn't some kind-hearted soul. I should tread more carefully when I'm dealing with him.'

She pretended to be deeply moved when she looked at him. "Thank you, Billy. I mean it. There's hope for my mom now."

He stuffed the bank card in her hand and said, "This is but a tiny favor. Take the money and settle your mom's medical bills. If everything turns out fine, I'm going to hire the most famous doctor in Yale to treat her."

'I'm talking about the tests I've prepared for him, of course. After all, Barrett's talent is priceless. I could spend millions on him and still feel that it's worth it.

'If I so much as sniff out something off about him, then I'll think of the one million dollars as me sponsoring his funeral.'

Bonnie said, "I really appreciate this, Billy. I don't even know where to begin repaying you.” She felt goosebumps from disgust as she spoke.

She had never had to say something like this to anyone. After all, she had always stood at the top of the food chain everywhere she went. She needed no pity or mercy from anyone, nor did she have to bow down to anyone.

"You don't have to repay me or anything. Just show up and do everything I tell you to do when I need it."

"Roger that, Billy. You've done me a huge favor. I promise I will do anything you ask me to do!" She responded firmly.

When she looked at him, her eyes were filled with gratitude, as if she would go to the depths of hell to fulfill his request.

Meanwhile, Billy was very satisfied with her response. "Wonderful. I feel much better after what you said."

'It took merely one million dollars to make Barrett so grateful to me that he'd jump in the lake if I ordered him to. What a sweet deal.'

"You're having such high hopes for him, Mr. Billy. What are you going to do if he turns out to have some ulterior motives?" Francesco's voice was thick with concern.

Billy gave him a sharp glare.

"Do you think I need your advice in dealing with him? When have I been wrong about a person?"

Francesco hunched and said hastily, "Of course, you've never been wrong about anyone. However—"

Before he could finish, Billy cut him off.

"That's enough. I have no interest in listening to your crap. Get back to work now!"