Chapter 336

Having informed John, I made it to Bruce's office without an issue. John was waiting for me at the door. He greeted me warmly. "Mr. Harold has been busy with work. He hasn't even had dinner yet." I hummed and entered the office. Bruce wore a black suit and was bent over his desk. His sleeves were rolled up to reveal muscular forearms, and the glasses perched on his nose also added a sophisticated yet mischievous look. That was right—sophisticated yet mischievous. Bruce looked up at the noise. Upon seeing me, he muttered dryly, "I thought you were too busy to come over." He was always good at sarcasm. But I wasn't here to argue but to tell him our company's stance. I got straight to the point. "I know you're busy too, so I'll keep it brief." John brought me a glass of tea. "Take your time, Ms. Fisher. No need to rush." I thanked him and sat down opposite Bruce. "No need for that. I'll leave after a few words." I was being polite and sincere. But it irked Bruce again. "Right,