A Love Rekindled

Chapter 20

Bruce has led us onto a wild goose chase.

Caroline thought that Bruce did it on purpose, and that he was putting pressure on us indirectly.

Thinking about the freshly banked in five million, the both of us fell into silence.

Caroline then figured that we had to work through Cindy.

“Even the ancient emperors listened to the pillow talk," Caroline remarked, "One word from Cindy carries more weight than our whole spiel." Hearing this, I looked down at the floor, feeling pretty bad inside.

This whole mess unfolded on my watch, and I was the one who needed to step up.

Thinking about the future of the project, I dialed a number. But it didn't go through.

Caroline looked confused. "She probably missed it. Let's try again later.”

It turned out that she was right.

In the evening, Cindy finally called back. "Sorry, Nance. Bruce and I were on the mountain, and I left my phone at the hotel. What's up?” Very well. While we were all panicking, they were enjoying the snow up the mountains.

I collected myself and said, "Ms. Lane, Anika and I really took yesterday to heart. Could you forgive us this time?"

“Really?” Cindy's voice was soft. "But from what I saw on social media, Anika seemed pretty happy."

Anika hadn't shown up for work today. But honestly, I hadn't kept tabs on her.

I sincerely said, “I'll make sure she apologizes to you herself. Ms. Lane. We need your help so that Mr. Harold can forgive us."

When I brought up Bruce, Cindy responded quickly, "Nance, it's tough for me too. You know, Bruce was really mad this time..." “Sorry.” I ended the call feeling deflated, and with a bitter taste lingering in my heart.

A moment later, my phone rang again. I checked it nervously, only to find out that the call was from my aunt.

I picked up the phone and stepped into the hallway.

“Aunt Tina, what's up?"

"Nothing bad, Nance. Just some good news." Her weary voice carried a hint of joy. "Your uncle managed to get a security job in Joddesdon through a connection. It pays over four thousand a month. So if things go well. I'll bring your cousin over next year. Then, we can all be together."

I pressed my nails into my palm and felt a prick in my nose, as if tears would well up and fall anytime soon

"Nance? Do you disagree?"

"No, I agree," I said with a smile. “Things will definitely get better."

After hanging up, I hurried into Caroline's office and asked, “Where's that bottle of wine we prepared this morning?” "Why are your eyes red?” Caroline looked at me worriedly, and her voice was full of concern, "Nance, you..."

I glanced at her and replied calmly, "Kate's probably not been sleeping well these past few days. I'll go check on her.” Kate liked to drink.

If Cindy couldn't help us, then it was time to try a different way.

An hour later, I showed up at the gate of a hillside villa with an extremely expensive bottle of wine in my hands.

Behind the-big, fancy gate was a modern style villa; all fancy but not too showy. I could tell that Bruce hada hand in the decor. Content =

Kate was standing between two big pine trees and smiled, saying, "Nance, come in." Sitting at the round table on the first floor, I downed my drink in one go.

Kate stopped me. "Nance, slow down. You'll get drunk.”

I didn't sayanything but poured myself. another and grinned. "l' must happy to be able to drink with yOu. Here's to you, do as you likes”

Kate knew that something was up. She asked, "Something's happened, hasn't it?" I shook my head, not saying a word. "It has, right?" Kate was sure now. She put her drink aside and said. "Come on, tell me."

I figured it was time to spill the beans. "We messed up and made Mr. Harold unhappy.”

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Hearing Kate describe him that way made me smile bitterly.

This workaholic always found time for Cindy, no matter what.

But with Kate promising to help, I figured Bruce wouldn't go too hard on us.

Thinking of this, I raised my glass again. "Aunt Kate, thank you. I'll..."

Before I could finish my words, the sound of a sliding door interrupted me.

Kate and I looked over and saw Bruce standing there. Our eyes met. and I could see that he wasn't pleased. I lowered my head with guilt, as if I was caught doing something wrong.

This was not going to be good