Chapter 322

30 minutes later, Vanessa returned with a grim look. She handed me the phone and said pitifully, "It was nerve-wracking, Nance. Can you please not send me to Roeval Group alone next time?" After probing for more details, I found out that retrieving my phone had indeed been quite an ordeal for her. As it turned out, when she'd arrived and called John, the call hadn't been answered. Then, the receptionist had led her to the president's office after hearing that she'd gone there to pick up a phone. "I thought the receptionist seemed nice, but who knew…" Vanessa pouted gloomily. "When I entered the office, only Mr. Harold was inside." "What happened next?" I pressed. "Mr. Harold has a strong presence. I didn't dare utter a word when I saw him." Vanessa sighed and continued, "And he was busy with work. I thought I'd slip away, but he suddenly spoke." I paused. "And what did he say?" Vanessa cleared her throat and mimicked Bruce's cold tone, "The phone is on the desk. I hope I'm not