Cindy stood out in her elegant yellow dress and flawless makeup, exuding the air of a pampered princess. She held onto Bruce's arm unabashedly throughout the upscale event.
Suddenly, it clicked for me. I realized that Cindy was the only person who could change Bruce's mind.
Coincidentally, Richard also knew Bruce. "Mr. Harold, you're quite the success story. Your accomplishments are really something to be proud of," Richard praised Bruce.
Bruce, apparently accustomed to such praise, responded nonchalantly, "Helix Group has truly made its mark in the industry. We still have much to learn from Mr. Fowler."
As the two business moguls chatted, Caroline and I quietly stood aside, not wanting to interrupt. However, Cindy spoke up, "So, you're the famous Mr. Fowler? It's an honor to meet you."
Richard glanced at Cindy and gave her a faint smile, but his smile didn't reach his eyes.
Both Caroline and I were familiar with this look; it was the arrogance of someone in a superior position.
While Richard was only being polite, his response made Cindy look embarrassed. She pursed her lips as if she had been mistreated.
"Hungry?" Bruce asked Cindy, sensing her unease. "Let's get you something to eat."
Bruce smoothly changed the subject and gave Cindy a chance to escape the awkward situation. He was really looking out for her.
When I saw the relief on Cindy's face, I instinctively raised my glass, but Douglas stopped me. He ordered me a juice instead. "You have a weak stomach, so it's better not to drink too much."
Actually, Caroline had already diluted my drink with mineral water, but seeing Douglas's sincere concern, I switched to juice anyway.
Richard laughed. "Mr. Irvin really knows how to cherish the ladies."
Douglas didn't respond and changed the topic to the internet. I took the opportunity to look for Caroline, who had excused herself to the restroom.
As I walked a few steps, I saw Caroline hiding in a corner, looking anxious. I approached her and asked, "What's wrong?"
Caroline looked annoyed. "It's a small world. I ran into someone I know."
"Your ex-husband?"
So, my relationship with Bruce was simple and straightforward—we both got what we wanted. That was fine with me.
Toward the end of the party, Caroline had already made her escape. Douglas, worried about me going back alone, stopped me at the hotel entrance.
"It's not late, I can go back alone."
"No one would feel at ease letting a pretty girl go home alone ."
I was about to refuse when I saw Bruce and Cindy come out of the hall. At that moment, I changed my mind. "Okay then."
We sat together in the backseat of the car. I hadn't drunk much, but soon after getting in, my stomach started churning.
Douglas noticed and asked the driver to pull over. Moments later, I was hunched over a roadside trash can, throwing up unceremoniously.
I was so embarrassed that I wanted to crawl into a hole and hide.
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