Chapter 121

Meanwhile, the one who had started it all sat there, sipping his bowl of chicken soup, his expression as aloof and indifferent as ever. With no other option left, I could only find an excuse for myself. "Well, you know how it is with Mr. Harold. After all, I'm at his beck and call." It was just speaking in riddles, right? I could do that as well! As soon as I said that, Queenie's gaze darted toward Bruce. "Mr. Harold, what kind of task did you assign Ms. Fisher that has her feeling so aggrieved?" Bruce raised his brow and said casually, "It's just some trivial matters." After hearing Bruce's nonchalant response, Queenie shot me a brief look and decided not to pursue the issue further. Instead, she steered the conversation toward the itinerary of the day. "Our inn's hot springs are highly acclaimed across the region, Mr. Harold. Since you're here, you simply cannot miss the opportunity to experience it." Fortuna Inn was home to a renowned hot spring, famed for its mineral-rich wa