Chapter 261

Bruce's talent for shutting people down was undeniable. Seeing his impatient face made me realize that I had been too hasty. It was best to take things slow. I couldn't afford to lose my composure. After a moment, I apologized, "I'm sorry we didn't think it through. I'll leave the project proposal with you for now. Mr. Harold, if you have any questions, feel free to contact me anytime." I tactfully withdrew after finishing my words. While passing by Cindy, I heard her insincerely say, "Nance, let me walk you out—" "No need," I declined firmly. I glanced at the thermos beside her and said reasonably, "The stew is getting cold. Isn't Mr. Harold having stomach issues? It's best to eat while it's hot." Douglas' matter would be further delayed in case Bruce's condition worsened and he ended up in the hospital. As I got into the car, I caught sight of my fake smile in the rearview mirror. My acting skills were improving. But what was swallowing my pride a little when it came to advanci