Caroline and I rushed to Roeval Group's president's office. However, the secretary then informed us that Bruce had just left.
He was the one who ordered us to come over. Yet, he refused to see us when we got there.
But it was easy to guess why he did that.
I didn't mind it, but Caroline was angered. "He's the president of Roeval Group. Does he need to go to such lengths for Cindy?"
Well, I myself had never seen him dote on someone so much either.
Plus, we had to think about how to deal with the trouble that came with the proposal.
After all, Bruce was more challenging to handle compared to Cindy.
Caroline immediately calmed down and glanced at the female secretary outside the reception room. "Watch and see," she said.
Five minutes later, she successfully got to know from the secretary that Cindy and Bruce were at the company's cafeteria.
I reckoned neither of them had eaten yet.
Then, Caroline suggested that we strike while the iron was hot. "We should be more sincere and thick-skinned. If all else fails, we'll try to act pitiful like Cindy."
I couldn't help but laugh.
However, while we might be willing to act, Bruce might not be willing to watch.
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At the cafeteria, we saw Bruce and Cindy sitting not too far away from where we were.
The two of them sat facing each other.
Bruce had his back to us, so we couldn't see his expression. Meanwhile, Cindy's eyes were red, and the make-up on her face was a bit smudged. It seemed that she was extremely aggrieved.
Even I couldn't help but pity her, so it went without saying how Bruce would feel.
Then, when Caroline and I were about to head up to them, Cindy suddenly picked up a piece of cabbage and offered it to Bruce's lips.
"It must be boring to listen to me go on for so long. Here. Let me reward you with a piece of cabbage." Her voice was sweet and cute.
There was also softness in her eyes while she smiled. And coupled with her slightly tear-stained face, she looked like she was mustering up her spirits with difficulty.
It was heart-wrenching to see someone pretend to be strong despite feeling wronged.
I thought that Bruce would immediately eat the cabbage. However, he called the kitchen to bring more soup for Cindy instead.
They were in a public setting, after all. He couldn't keep disregarding his reputation to look out for her.
Just as Caroline and I were trying to decipher the situation, Cindy spotted us.
After all, Cindy was her subordinate.
So, I pulled out the chair opposite him without hesitation and calmly said, "You're overthinking it. Ms. Whittaker and I have always had good appetites. We aren't picky eaters."
Thus, we miraculously got seated at the same table.
Then, I ordered two vegetable dishes and pretended to eat a few bites.
It wasn't bad, but I didn't have much of an appetite.
Meanwhile, Cindy giggled. "You should have come early, Nancy. The meatballs our kitchen makes are truly delicious. You should come and taste it when you have time."
The choice of wording she used had another meaning to it.
By using "our kitchen", it seemed that she was trying to tell Caroline and me that we were outsiders while she and Bruce were from Roeval Group.
Caroline also picked up on this and teased, "You're already inviting us on behalf of Roeval Group, so how could we refuse?"
Cindy froze before gnawing on her lips. "I don't mean it that way."
Seeing Caroline furrowing her eyebrows, I decided to head straight to the topic. "Mr. Harold, you asked us to come in such a hurry. You must have something to tell us, right?"
As soon as I finished speaking, I noticed Cindy's hand under the table subtly curling up.
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