A Love Rekindled (Nancy and Bruce)

The streets were busy, and there was only one main road. So, inevitably, I had to go past Bruce and Cindy in order to get to Nikolai's studio.

I wasn't too far away from them. But since Bruce was patiently listening to Cindy, they hadn't realized my presence.

I had also just found out about what Cindy was bothered by.

Other than me being their third wheel, she was also bothered by our differences at work.

I didn't intend to eavesdrop, so I started to walk away.

But suddenly, I heard Bruce saying in a deep voice, "Last night, who was the one who came to my office looking all pitiful? And who was the one who postponed his morning meeting to accompany you?" All of a sudden, my legs felt heavy, as if they had been chained down.

It turned out that Bruce had postponed his morning meeting so that he could be here.

Then, Cindy started to beat herself up, saying, "I know that this goes against your principles. But Nance and Caroline have been troubled and anxious over this. I really couldn't bear to see them like that. "Moreover, I was the one who suggested changing the character's image. So, I wanted to play my part and share the load too. I'm sorry that I troubled you."

"No. It's no trouble," Bruce casually said.

After hearing his response, Cindy looked more relaxed. Then, she happily linked arms with Bruce and smiled. "I just wanted to perform well in front of everyone. I was wrong. I shouldn't have been envious of Nance."

I looked up slightly upon hearing my name.

Then, without realizing it, I found myself looking at Bruce's face.

He smiled and said in a warm tone, "There's no need to rush. Take your time. We have lots of time."

It was only at this moment that I knew Bruce could have such a patient side to him.

He was someone who thought that I was wasting my time by growing a bougainvillea plant. Yet, today, he put his workload aside to accompany the apple of his eye as she learned to be more mature. At the end of the day, I just wasn't as fortunate.

But then again, I should be glad.

After all, there was nothing that couldn't be done as long as Bruce had set his mind to accomplishing it.

We would probably be able to see Camille soon enough.

...

After returning to the office, I updated Caroline on all that happened.

However, she looked dejected as she said, "There's nothing to be happy about. What if Cindy starts to oppress us with this?

"If so, it would get trickier and trickier to get the subsequent work done. And we may even lose control over it."

I was confused. "What do you mean?"

"Think about it—Camille would be in

charge of our game's artistic design. Cindy's trying to recruit him using her connections, and once she succeeds, in some ways, they would be on the same side.

"Are we going to have to battle them every day?"

Caroline's words gave me a sudden realization, and I was now aware of the seriousness of the matter.

I needed to do all I could to get Camille's recognition when I got to meet him.

...

We ended up waiting for two whole days.

Even so, there was still no news from Nikolai.

Bruce was there as a backing. And logically speaking, Nikolai wouldn't sidestep the issue.

Besides, he neither had any reason, nor any guts to do so.

But I couldn't feel at ease. So, after some thought, I ended up calling Nikolai.

"Camille has seen the video.

Seen

Personally, he thinks that your project is rather interesting. But unfortunately, he's been occupied with another job recently. So, I'm afraid that he has to decline this partnership."

Nikolai had mentioned the word "decline".

This was such a major update. Why hadn't I heard anything about it?

Nikolai continued, "Fortunately, Mr. Harold is a smart man. He insisted for me to arrange a meeting between him and Camille.

Coincidentally, there's a private net

art

exhibition at Minerva East tomorrow afternoon. Camille will be there.

"Didn't Mr. Harold mention this to you, Ms. Fisher?"

Bruce was arranging to meet Camille at a private art exhibition, and to my surprise, he had already made the necessary arrangements for the matter.

As one of the persons involved, I couldn't believe that I was still in the dark at this moment.

"He has. Mr. Harold did mention it. It just slipped my mind," I answered vaguely.