A Love Rekindled

Chapter 31

Bruce had come with John.

The truth was that, after those rich young playboys had made fun of Bruce, I began to feel uneasy.

The Joddesdon and Saza circle wasn't very big, and they were all in the investment field. So, it wouldn't be strange for them to meet.

As luck would have it, we ran into Bruce just as I was complaining about him.

I felt rather awkward, but on second thought, Bruce and I had already discussed bringing new investors in. Therefore, I recovered very quickly. However, my facade still cracked slightly when Bruce came to sit next to me, holding a glass of wine.

He sat at an appropriate distance from me, and there was no trace of emotion on his face. The smell of soap emanated strongly from him and seemed to worm its way up my nostrils.

I gripped my glass uneasily and sneaked a glance at Caroline.

Bruce spoke slowly. "Please tell me how I am unqualified, Ms. Fisher."

His voice was low and deep, and his tone was calm. He sounded relatively friendly, but there was a hint of scorn in his eyes. He had his status and position. After he spoke, the others did not say anything.

These rich brats were all very skilled at reading the room

In just a moment, the convivial atmosphere had turned rather grim.

Everyone's eyes were on me, and I could feel the pressure

I thought about it. Bruce must be wanting to embarrass me.

I dug my nails into my palms and said honestly, "The trait that I feel makes you unqualified is that you're too petty, Mr. Harold.” Bruce's eyebrows twitched

Everyone around us were all obviously suppressing their laughter as they waited for Bruce's reaction.

He swirled the wine glass in his hand and asked, "You think it’s too little?”

I couldn’t say in front of everyone that Bruce had casually invested five million with us just for Cindy.

Wouldn't that be tantamount to announcing the fact that Bruce had been completely bewitched by a woman?

I decided to plough ahead and said, "Yes. The moment Mr. Fowler takes action, we could hit two of our mini goals."

Bruce stopped swirling his wine glass and scoffed lightly.

Then, Caroline came to save the day. "Nance, I don't agree with that. Mr. Harold invested five million in us when we had nowhere to turn. He helped us at a critical moment, so the amount isn’t important.”

Richard raised his eyebrows. "Aren't you going to explain yourself, Mr. Harold?"

Bruce took a sip of wine and said slowly, "Every project has its standards of evaluation."

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Was Cindy the standard of evaluation for Bruce?

“If lIremember correctly, both Mr. Harold and Ms. Fisher graduated from Nicox University, right?"

Richard seemed to be in the mood to talk and raised another subject. "Didn't you ever meet each other at university?" I took a sip of wine and said, "We weren't close.”

Once the words slipped out, I felt the mood of the man beside me grow darker.

However, wasn't denying our history as a couple the thing he was best at?

Why did he now seem unhappy?

Caroline noticed this and smiled. es She themexplained, "Oh yes. If we~ had gotten to know someone a3" prorainent as Mr. Harold earlier, we woild have held on to hirn!? ‘Content ~~

That had been a barbed remark from her. The fact that I had been complaining about an investor behind his back was forgotten, and we moved on After that. the group began chatting aimlessly, and when I looked outside, the yellow leaves on the trees were already drenched with water.

It was raining

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When the gathering had dispersed, Caroline and I returned to our rooms. After a moment, my phone rang, sounding jarring in the silence. It was a call from Bruce, and he was probably calling to get even with me

After an entire afternoon of fake smiles and heavy socializing, I was exhausted. Thus, I ignored the call.

After a while, the phone stopped ringing. but a message came through on WhatsApp.

There were only a few simple words. "Open the door.”

I shot up in shock and tiptoed to the door. From the peephole, I could see Bruce's attractive features

I thought about the fact that I was ~ on Richard's territory, where there- were many people and many curidus eyes. I very reluctantly” cracked open the door. Coritent ~

Bruce looked up when he heard the noise. When our eyes met, he slipped his foot into the open crack He seemed to have expected that I would close the door immediately.

"What's up?" I said awkwardly.

I felt strangely uneasy, as if I were having an affair.

Why was I feeling this way?

Bruce stared at me with ice-cold eyes. He asked, "Nancy, weren't we close?”

I didn't want to argue with him

After all, tonight, we were both Richard's guests. We couldn't make a fuss at our host's home.

But then again, he was our investor. It wouldn't be a good move to offend him before we found a new one. I said calmly, "It's too late. Can we talk about this tomorrow morning?"

Bruce scoffed coldly, half his body was already through the door.

But I leaned against the door and blocked his entry.

At that moment, I heard Caroline's voice. "Nance? Which room is she in?"