Chapter 363

Cindy's voice cracked, and she sounded utterly devastated. But I knew what she was like. She might be forced onto the same boat as me now, but there was no need for her to be so dramatic. Unless… she was scheming. A flicker of doubt had just surged within me when she shot me a triumphant look. I cursed inwardly, and Kate suddenly emerged from behind her. She had earphones on. Recalling how Cindy had stolen occasional glances underneath the table earlier, I understood what had happened. Kate had probably heard our conversation loud and clear. No wonder Cindy had been playing the victim. The act wasn't only meant for me, but it was also for Kate. Dressed in a mink fur coat, Kate strode toward me and admonished, "Nance, why did you scheme against Bruce? Did he not give you enough already?" Her arched brows, her hands resting on her hips, the same deafening voice—Kate's stance whenever she challenged someone still remained unchanged. Cindy, who had been standing behind her,