Chapter 53

Of course, I wouldn't mind receiving more money. Before I could finish my sentence, a notification popped up on my phone. Bruce had transferred another twenty thousand dollars to me. "You're too kind, Mr. Harold. If you ever need..." I began. "Ms. Fisher, you should consider going into the film industry," Bruce interrupted me, "You're quite a good actor." My voice got caught in my throat. I thought I had put on a flawless show, so how did Bruce see through it? "You knew to omit the herbs from the mushroom soup. But why didn't you change the way you prepared the fish?" Bruce questioned. I had a specific way of cutting the fish, but I hadn't expected Bruce to remember. The next day at work, Cindy brought me breakfast and praised me, "You're the best, Nance. Mrs. Harold invited me to a floral arrangement session tonight. I'm so happy." I expected as much. I guessed Bruce's generous reward of twenty thousand dollars was also due to this. I reminded her, "Mrs. Harold's favorit