A Love Rekindled

Chapter 44

"What I'm getting here is, you're willing to help Cindy get my mother's approval as long as I pay the right price, right?" Bruce hummed. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I felt like Bruce raised his tone when he said this.

I replied truthfully, “It depends on how much you're willing to offer, Mr. Harold."

Dignity meant nothing in the face of money.

A chuckle came from the other end of the line. “You better keep your word, Nancy Fisher.."

He was probably questioning the loyalty of his business partner.

After pondering for a few seconds, I licked my lips and asked, "So, how much are you willing to offer?"

There was suddenly silence on the other end of the phone. I thought the call was cut off. But when I glanced at my phone screen, the call was still connected.

I figured Bruce was figuring out the right price. so I didn’t rush and remained calm

After a while. I heard Bruce say, "I'll reward you greatly if you can get the Harold family to accept Cindy."

“How much are we talking about? Is it enough to buy a house?" I pressed on.

Bruce must have not expected such shamelessness from me. After a moment of hesitation, he sighed. "Fine, I'll reward you with a house.” He hung up after that.

I sighed. I was starting to regret not discussing the down payment with Bruce

Perhaps the years of being together had created some understanding between us. After a moment, I actually received a transfer of fifty thousand dollars from him. The note attached to it read: "Down payment."

I immediately transferred the money to Tina. It was already 10 p.m., but Tina called me within the next two minutes. "Nance, why did you suddenly transfer me so much money?" I shrugged. "I made a business deal."

“You shouldn't have transferred all of it to us." Tina sounded tired. "Alex's condition has improved a lot recently, and they rarely get sick. You should keep some money for yourself.”

Alex had asthma and would often get sick iecthe autumn and winter. There were a few times when they almost didn't recover last year: Tina's) words were probably jist to comfort me. -

It was always good to keep some emergency funds.

I bit back my sadness and came up with a lame excuse before ending the call

On Saturday, I was working overtime as usual when Douglas came over. He closed my laptop and stared at my wrist. I gave him a weird look and asked, "What's wrong, Douglas?”

"Why are you still working with an injured wrist? What if it doesn't heal completely?” Douglas frowned

I sighed. "It's just a scratch, no big deal.”

Douglas looked as if he wanted to rebuke.

I figured he had something on his mind, so I stopped working and asked, "What's wrong?"

Douglas scratched his head and probed, "There's a party tomorrow night and I need a date. Are you free tomorrow?"

Before I could respond, my phone suddenly buzzed. It was a message from Caroline. "Is Mr. Irvin with you yet?”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

it was obvious Caroline was the one who told Douglas about my injured wrist. “wondered if they talked about tomorrow night's party.

I couldn't find a good excuse to reject Douglas's invitation.

Douglas probably sensed my hesitation and kindly said, “It's okay if you're busy. Maybe next time." I felt bad. "Is there a dress code?"

"Pardon?" Douglas was perplexed

"Like attires, gifts, and so on.” I explained patiently.

Douglas was grinning from ear to ear now. "No need for that. You just have to show up."

Despite his words, I still couldn't be too casualabout it. I've heard about Joddegdon and Saza's rich circles. If fooled: around even in the slightest, it weuld be a huge blow to Douglas's image. .