A Love Rekindled

Chapter 40

I was only carrying one basket of strawberries.

It was for Douglas and Lilian.

I had been delayed on my way there, so I had had no choice but to carry it home.

However, I hadn't expected to bump into Bruce, nor to get sniped at by him.

Bruce obviously thought that I had delivered a basket of strawberries to Douglas.

I did not want to argue with him.

It would not be wise to offend an investor, especially when I was still waiting for him to continue his investments. "I'm going upstairs."

"Are you in such a hurry to go and ingratiate yourself with him, Ms. Fisher?"

I stopped in my tracks and looked at Bruce in confusion. In a flash, I understood what he was implying

He probably thought that I was trying to be a social climber and get into the upper society through Douglas.

I curled my lips and said, "I remember the owner of the estate saying that the strawberries are free. I'm sure there's no need for me to report to Roeval about what I'm going to do with them."

My voice was calm, and I hid my emotions well.

Bruce squinted when he heard me. Then he scoffed, "It seems that the injury on your wrist hasn't dampened your ambition, Ms. Fisher.”

I smiled instead of getting angry. "You are too kind, Mr. Harold. I still have many things I need to learn from you."

It was just about saying polite things. Anyone could do that.

Bruce did not answer. However, the gaze he turned on me seemed to be covered with a layer of venom.

I decided not to push it and said, "If there isn't anything else you want to give me feedback on, I'll..."

"Why were you drinking last night?" Bruce cut me off. There was a hint of curiosity in his voice. "Were you drowning your sorrows in alcohol?" I was caught off guard by his question.

How could I have forgotten about that?

It had put a wrench in my plans.

After a moment, I decided to be

thick-skinned until the end, Wher!

looked tip at Bruce, I asked =~

shamelessly, "Are you asking +

because your heart ached far me,

Mr=Harold?"

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Bruce opened his mouth and was about to speak when the phone in his pocket rang. I waved tactfully and hurried over to the elevator. I had managed to escape!

I had to let Bruce see how frightening I could be after tossing aside any sense of shame that I had The next morning, I carried that basket of strawberries to the office.

Caroline was surprised. “You didn't manage to deliver these?"

"It was too late last night, so it wasn't convenient.” I told her the truth. "I'll deliver them tonight." Then I contacted Lilian through WhatsApp.

"Nancy, you are amazing. Strawberries from Horton Estate! Thanks for thinking of us!”

Lilian arranged to meet me at the book shop after work.

However, I only realized that Douglas was also there when I arrived.

There was a book club taking place at the book shop, and he was seated in the middle.

When he saw me, he got up at once to say hello.

"You didn't-have to come personally" Douglas stared at the basket of fruit. There was a flash of surprise in his eyes. "If you had mentioned it, I would have come to pick you up.” -

I looked at him awkwardly.

At that mament, Lilian ran over and. took the Basket from me. She said, "Thanks, Nancy. They look pretty good! I'll go and wash them, and we cary riry them later." t6 -

Douglas glanced at Lilian, and there was a flash of disappointment in his eyes. "So they aren't specially for me?”

Since I had caused a misunderstanding, I had no choice but to change the subject quickly. I asked, “Douglas, do you often attend book clubs like this?"

Douglas looked excited at once. "Since we're on the subject, I have a book to give you. Come with me.”

I breathed a sigh of relief and followed him up to the second floor.

After a moment, he handed a mystery novel to me and said," This story is very intriguing. You'll never be able to guess the ending."

Honestly I preferred books about programming, but I didn't want to be a spoilsport. I glanced at the author's name and asked, "Is he a good writer?" Douglas rubbed his nose and said, “You'll find out when you read it."

I wanted to make things clear. “How much is it? I'll transfer you the money.” This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.