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Chapter 2170
Jim’s brows furrowed as he looked at the phone Bonnie handed to him.
The screen showed a photo of Charlotte lying in a dungeon in Quinn Mansion. The dungeon used to be gloomy and
damp, but in this photo, it seemed to have been decorated with a brighter light with a large bed, and there was
even an aroma diffuser and recreational facilities in it.
The luxurious setting no longer made it look like a dungeon; it instead looked more like a place for a vacation.
Jim narrowed his eyes. To be able to request such treatment in the dungeon of the Quinn Mansion… That must have
meant that Charlotte was a very important person to the Quinn family or, more specifically, Quentin.
He lifted his head and looked at Bonnie. “They’re already on their way?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Yes,” Bonnie replied. She took her phone and walked toward the door. “I know that Mr. Jim is a nostalgic person. If
you don’t want to look for Charlotte with us, it’s fine.” With that, Bonnie then took her red trench coat from the
door and instantly wore it, opening the door to leave.
Looking at Bonnie’s slender and tall figure, Jim furrowed and immediately strode after her. “I have no more feelings
for Charlotte.”
Worried that Bonnie might misunderstand, Jim added, “My feelings for her originated because of Number-9. Since I
know now that Charlotte isn’t Number-9, why would I have feelings for her?” Bonnie paused for a while and curled
her lips to a small smirk. “Since you have such deep feelings for Number-9, how come you don’t even remember
what her characteristics and temperament are?”
She had never understood why Jim would stubbornly believe that Charlotte was Number -9. None of their
characteristics, habits, or temperaments were the same! Was it genuine when Jim said that he had only treated
Charlotte differently because of Number-9?
Bonnie did not believe that at all.
Jim was startled at Bonnie’s words as he opened the door for her. His grip on the handle remained as he felt all of
the joints on his body stiffened. A moment later, he smiled. “I thought after all these years, Number-9 had
changed.” “If you really like someone, you won’t think that they’d simply change,” countered Bonnie as she shot Jim
a meaningful look. “Just like someone who had lost his memory, I believe his temperaments are still the same.”
Bonnie briskly walked past Jim AYQNulog left the house. As she did, the unique fragrance that wafted from her
fanned his face. It was a little itchy, and yet, it smelled good. Jim hurriedly followed after Bonnie. “I used to believe
that Number-9’s characteristics would never change, too, but when all the evidence pointed out that Charlotte was
Number-9, I could only believe her and talked myself into it. Other than that, I have no other choices.”
Bonnie sat in the front passenger seat. “Is that right? Or, are you unwilling to dig deeper? Jim, if you truly feel it with
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmyour heart, you’d no doubt notice that the difference between Charlotte and Number-9 is glaringly obvious.”
Jim sat in the driver’s seat and started the engine, sporting a smile on his face. “From what you’re saying, I might
misunderstand that you, Ms. Craig, are Number-9 instead.” He tilted his head to glance at Bonnie. “It has been so
long that I don’t even remember what kind of person Number-9 is. Do you know?”
Bonnie fell silent right after due to Jim’s words, shifting her gaze to look out the window to ignore him.
She could not deny how agitated she felt when Jim implied that he was not sure if Charlotte was her. She did not
long to be Charlotte and would never, ever be Charlotte in this lifetime. Jim had practically humiliated her with his
words!
Noticing Bonnie’s silence, Jim merely gazed ahead as he drove. Smiling, he said, “Bonnie, I’m starting to have good
feelings about you. Don’t tell me that you’re Number-9 now. I’d think that you’d do anything just to be together with
me.” The car fell into silence once more with Jim’s comment.
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