A Love Rekindled (Nancy and Bruce) novel 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."

I almost laughed out of anger.

Was Cindy the standard of evaluation for Bruce?

"If I remember 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?"