A Love Rekindled (Nancy and Bruce)

Cindy choked and looked at Bruce helplessly.

Bruce hadn't expected me to say that, and there was a layer of frost in his eyes as he said, "It's just a laptop. Do you really need to make such a fuss, Ms. Fisher?"

Just a laptop.

He didn't remember. Or perhaps, he didn't want to remember.

I clenched my teeth, rage bubbling up in me. Then I pointed at Cindy's office table and said, "Then give me one of those in rose gold, Mr. Harold. You've always had a good eye. It'll save me from having to make a choice."

Bruce probably hadn't expected me to be so bold. He was stuck for an answer.

Cindy, the culprit, turned red, then white.

The atmosphere was tense.

Caroline quickly swooped in. "Although Ms. Lane didn't do it on purpose, the laptop is clearly broken. As she is still a student, the company will pay for the price difference."

Cindy's eyes widened in confusion. Her lips moved, as if she was on the brink of saying something.

"It's alright," Bruce refused decisively. "We will do as Ms. Fisher wishes. I'll arrange for it."

"Bruce," Cindy said agitatedly. "You can't. How can I make you pay..."

"Oh, Ms. Lane. Let's just resolve it this way." Caroline interrupted her. She smiled and said, "You're very lucky, Ms. Lane."

Then she looked at Bruce and asked, "Are we going straight to the mall, Mr. Harold?"

Caroline was more practical than I was.

Therefore, Bruce, Cindy, and I went to the mall together.

The shop owner saw that my laptop was ruined, so he sighed and said, "The motherboard is burnt and the damage is too great for repair."

I hadn't planned on repairing it, but there were too many important documents stored inside. I had to be sure that they would not be leaked.

Bruce got straight to the point. He pointed at a rose gold laptop that cost 9999 dollars and said, "Wrap this up for me."

He was so decisive that it stymied the owner, who paused and then introduced the laptop. "Sir, there's an upgraded version of this that will only cost an additional 2000." Bruce looked at me at once, as if he were asking for my opinion.

Before I could speak, the owner said," Your girlfriend must be in the IT industry. Laptop brands are important in the industry, so you should choose a better one." Beside us, Cindy suddenly spoke up. "Bruce, since the owner says so, let's get Nancy an upgraded version."

The owner's eyes flicked between the three of us, and his expression was unreadable.

Bruce looked at Cindy and said, "As you wish."

When Bruce had swiped his card, the owner asked happily, "What do you want to do with this?"

He was referring to the laptop that Cindy had drenched.

It was mine, so I made a decision at once. "Throw it into the trash for me."

Then I picked up my new laptop and left.

When I returned to the office, everyone watched enviously as I took out my new rose gold laptop.

Vanessa sighed and said, "I hope that Ms. Lane spills her coffee on my laptop tomorrow morning."

Caroline then teased, "You must be dreaming."

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

After work, Lilian suddenly called.

"Nance, there's going to be a comic convention at our exhibition center tomorrow afternoon. Do you want to come and have a look?"

To be honest, I wasn't very interested.

But when I thought about how Lilian had put in so much effort into explaining about the photos for me, I didn't have the heart to reject her.

"Just come and have a look! When your game goes online, you might want to have a similar offline event for promotion. Think of it as a study opportunity." én.swnovels.net

This piqued my interest.

After I discussed it with Caroline, I accepted Lillian's invitation.

Time passed in the blink of an eye. The next afternoon, I arrived at the exhibition center.

I had just entered when I saw a

bunch of cosplayers standing at the entrance. They were dressed in all kinds of costumes, and it was very eye-catching. én.swnovels.net

Some of them were dressed as characters from online games.

It was new and exciting.

I looked around as I walked, and finally, my gaze alighted on a male cosplayer who was wearing a medieval robe.

He wore a black mask on his face that had engravings on it, and his eyes were long and narrow.

There was a dab of red in the

corners of his eyes, and held in his

hand was an oil-paper umbrella that

was

the same color as his clothes. He sat there quietly, but there was a roguish feel to him.

He had attracted several onlookers.

He was very good-looking, and he looked as if he had walked out of a historical poster.

Strangely, he seemed to resemble one of the male main characters in our game.

My heart skipped a beat, and my footsteps seemed to veer involuntarily toward him.

As I got closer, he noticed me too. Our eyes met and his dark eyes flickered. There was a gentle light in them.

I felt like I had seen them somewhere before.

"Am I that good-looking?"

His voice was gentle and warm. I jumped and said in surprise, "Douglas?"