Chapter 435

Displeasure was written all over Bruce's face. Of course, back in university, he had been the cream of the crop, the dream man of many. Now, he was young, rich, and handsome. How could he tolerate even the slightest stain on his reputation? It was probably because of me that this trouble had come knocking. I suspect Bruce was here to confront me about this. Jonah was weighing on my mind, and I didn't want Bruce's presence to lead to further speculation. So, I unlocked the door and entered the apartment. Bruce followed suit. "Please, have a seat, Mr. Harold." I cut to the chase. "I assume you've already met with Mr. Leuie." Bruce glanced at the glass of water I had offered, but his face remained impassive. Honestly, I hadn't expected him to look for me, especially with Jeckers acting as the middleman. But since he was here, I figured a face-to-face conversation wouldn't hurt. "There isn't much time left until tomorrow night's live stream," I continued. "Ms. Whittaker has been