Chapter 34

Cindy choked and looked at Bruce helplessly. Bruce hadn't expected me to say that, and there was a layer of frost in his eyes as he said, "It's just a laptop. Do you really need to make such a fuss, Ms. Fisher?" Just a laptop. He didn't remember. Or perhaps, he didn't want to remember. I clenched my teeth, rage bubbling up in me. Then I pointed at Cindy's office table and said, "Then give me one of those in rose gold, Mr. Harold. You've always had a good eye. It'll save me from having to make a choice." Bruce probably hadn't expected me to be so bold. He was stuck for an answer. Cindy, the culprit, turned red, then white. The atmosphere was tense. Caroline quickly swooped in. "Although Ms. Lane didn't do it on purpose, the laptop is clearly broken. As she is still a student, the company will pay for the price difference." Cindy's eyes widened in confusion. Her lips moved, as if she was on the brink of saying something. "It's alright," Bruce refused decisively. "We w