Chapter 560

I glanced at the intruder—it was Cindy. She was holding a huge fruit basket as she hurried toward my bed while looking flustered. Positioning herself right in front of Bruce, she shot me an apologetic and reproachful look. "I'm sorry, Nance. It's all my fault. If I had known about the accident, I should've accompanied you back home before leaving." Accident? Was Cindy implying that I accidentally fell down the stairs? Furrowing my brows, I studied her face. She looked immaculate and devoid of the malice in her expression last night. Even her eyes looked innocent. There was no sign of last night's incident in them. She truly looked like the epitome of innocence. "Last night? Were you with Ms. Fisher last night?" Bruce suddenly asked Cindy. "Why were you with her? What were you guys doing together?" "Yes, I had something to ask her last night. I rang her doorbell, but no one answered. I guessed she wasn't home, so I waited for her at the door. When she came back later, we talk