Chapter 311

I smiled smugly. "Doesn't Ms. Lane work for you, Mr. Harold? I'm sure you'll cover for her if push comes to shove. If you're not worried, why should I be?" Those words weren't mine. I was merely quoting Bruce's future mother-in-law, Maeve. Bruce's expression turned unpleasant at my stubbornness. John immediately stepped in to smooth things over. "I can tell you just wanted to help Ms. Lane improve, Ms. Fisher. You're so thoughtful." I gave him an appreciative glance. "Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Zeigler." Despite my words, my frustration had eased a little, making the seafood I wasn't particularly fond of seem more appetizing. Just then, a sudden spiciness overwhelmed me. The sharp sting surprised me and my stomach churned. Just as I struggled to endure the discomfort, someone handed me a glass of water. "Have some water," a concerned voice whispered in my ear. "Don't worry. It's not that spicy." To my surprise, Bruce had gotten up and come to stand beside me. His ta