A Love Rekindled (Nancy and Bruce) novel Chapter 18

Well, that was it. He was calling to thank me on behalf of Cindy.

I wasn't sure exactly what for. But whatever it was, I wouldn't rush to turn down something good.

I said, "Mr. Harold, you're too kind, just a moment."

Before I could finish, Bruce hung up the phone abruptly.

Soon after, I got a notification for a transfer, and ten thousand was sent to me by Bruce.

Then, a voice message popped up. But just as I was about to listen to it, the voice message got recalled.

After thinking for a couple of seconds, I sent Bruce a thank-you sticker with a bow.

Suddenly, I didn't feel so annoyed anymore. It's all thanks to Cindy.

The next day, I went to work as usual. As soon as I got into the office, Vanessa at the front desk told me, "Nance, Ms. Lane is in the meeting room. The meeting starts at 10:00 am."

I was confused.

When I saw Cindy in the meeting room, she explained, "Nance, have you forgotten? We agreed on adjusting the interface colors yesterday."

She said it so naturally. Right then, Anika walked into the meeting room and heard her words.

Anika was in charge of our art department. She was a young woman who graduated from an arts school and was about the same age as Cindy.

She looked at me and asked, "Nance, what's this about?"

I was planning to discuss it with Anika after Caroline came back, but it looked like we had to have the meeting right away.

So, Cindy, Anika, David, and I all went into the meeting room.

After having heard what we had to say, Anika blew up, "I spent two whole months on that interface, and now you want to change it just because she said so?"

Anika was talking to me, but the words she had spoken directed complaints about Cindy.

I was about to explain, but Cindy interjected, "This decision was made together by me, Mr. Harold, and Nance. Since you're getting paid, shouldn't you adjust the changes properly?"

After this incident took place, there was a weird tension in the studio.

In the afternoon, I called Anika and asked her to meet me at the coffee shop downstairs.

"Nance, you know how much I love this project," Anika said, feeling wronged and indignant. "Cindy is just a student, so she can act cute in front of the investors all she wants. But when it comes to work, how exactly is she worthy of the game planner's title? She's even trying to meddle in my work now."

I tried to reassure her, "Taste is subjective, but since the investors have given us the go-ahead, let's take the good and leave the bad. And I believe, with your skills, this is a minor issue, right?"

Anika let out a long sigh. After that, she looked at me and said, "Nance, I'll do this for you. But you know that our interface is fine."

I was relieved, but then I looked up and saw Bruce and Cindy standing a stone's throw away.

I had no idea when they arrived nor how much they heard. But Bruce had a dark look on his face whereas Cindy was biting her lips. Her eyes were also filled with tears.

Suddenly, I had a bad feeling.

The next thing I heard was Cindy choking out, "Nance, is this what you all think of me?"