Chapter 133

Had Bruce just mocked me for being bold? What on earth did he take me for? Did he only see me as someone to vent his pent-up emotions on? A wave of shame washed over me, unlike anything I had ever experienced before. I clenched my fists tightly as I tried to regain my composure."Are you here to make a deal with me, Mr. Harold?" As soon as the words left my lips, I detected the unmistakable tremor in my voice. "Since that's the case, I have a better proposition," I calmly stated as I met Bruce's gaze. After all, at that point, I had nothing to be ashamed of. Yet, Bruce looked as if he had heard something unbelievable as he quietly stared at me. At that moment, I didn't back down. Instead, I smiled and said, "Mr. Harold, you went through so much trouble to deal with Ms. Smith, all in the hopes of finding Camille on the guest list, right? I'm willing to be your shield and agree to let Cindy take the credit, but I have one request." After a brief pause, I stated, "If we join force