Chapter 110

I was being truthful. Time was money. Instead of pinning my hopes on Cindy and Bruce, I would rather try to get a clue from Jonah. But the truth often offended people. Sure enough, the smile froze on Cindy's face, and Bruce couldn't help but snort sarcastically. "It seems like you can still joke around at such a critical moment. Good one." As expected of an elite in the business world, Bruce knew which button to push. I didn't want any trouble, so I shrugged. "You don't have to worry about my personal life, Mr. Harold." I was about to leave when Bruce's cold voice stopped me. "What's with your attitude, Nancy Fisher?" I paused and looked up at Bruce. He continued, "I gave you an opportunity, and you didn't even say thank you. What's with the attitude?" So, my displeasure had been obvious. I glanced at Bruce, then swept my gaze over Cindy. I saw her lower her eyes and tug at Bruce's sleeve, saying with a look of grievance, "It's okay, Bruce. I didn't do this so that Nance