Chapter 1266

The elevator moved steadily upward. Ernest and I stood side by side without a word and quietly watched the numbers on the screen tick by. Suddenly, Ernest asked, "Ms. Fisher, have there been any issues between you and Bruce lately? He doesn't seem to be in a great mood these days." I froze for a second. Then, I quickly glanced at him and smiled. "Mr. Ernest, you've got it wrong. Mr. Harold and I are just business partners. Our personal relationship has never been good." Bruce and I never got along—it wasn't like this was something new. Ernest was as sly as ever. Bruce and I had already fooled him with our act, and he should have known that we were never on good terms. Now that our chat history was out in the open, everyone knew we had become enemies. Yet, Ernest was still fishing, trying to confirm if there had been any issues between Bruce and me. Ernest continued his probing. "Is that so? If you can't get along with Bruce, then why are you sending him private messages? I've no