Chapter 158

Bruce's gaze narrowed as he fixed it intensely on me. Then, he abruptly stood up, causing me to lose balance. While our eyes met, he remarked, "Your negotiation skills seem to have improved." I had no choice but to respond, "Mr. Harold, I appreciate the compliment, but—" Before I could finish, Bruce interrupted abruptly. "You've worked hard, and I've gotten you out of trouble," he stated. "Ms. Fisher, what gives you the right to make demands?" His words left me speechless. By the time I gathered my thoughts, Bruce had already left the room swiftly, his phone in hand. A chill swept over me until I noticed the window hadn't been shut properly. Outside, the bare branches swayed in the mountain breeze. It foreshadowed another sleepless night. … After a night's rest, my mind cleared. Bruce had rejected my terms, but if my hunch was correct, Sebastian was Camille. I couldn't just sit and wait. Though the guest list was crucial, Bruce would still need some time to identify Sebastian am