Chapter 358

Bruce's voice was laced with fury. Judging by his tone, he sounded like he was desperately trying to suppress his anger. Utterly perplexed, I massaged my temples and asked, "What do you want me to remember, Mr. Harold?" He began breathing erratically after a slight pause, but his rapid breaths eventually eased to a soft sigh. From what I knew about Bruce, he was probably upset now. I didn't want to sow discord between our companies, so I continued patiently, "Do you mind giving me a hint, Mr. Harold?" "How dare you!" Bruce suddenly raised his voice and grumbled, "Don't you remember this place?" "Isn't this a tourist beach near the port of Joddesdon and Saza?" "That's it?" Scrutinizing the draft again, I shook my head. "Please enlighten me, Mr. Harold." I couldn't afford to fall behind in work. "Fine. Since you can't remember a thing," Bruce said, his voice quavering slightly, "Why don't we go and see for ourselves then?" With a click, the line went dead. He hung up on me.