A Love Rekindled

Chapter 96

Thanks to Bruce and Cindy's influence, I was also invited into Nikolai’s office.

His secretary—who'd spoken to me arrogantly earlier—was now standing by the side.

She was trembling with fear while she quietly listened to Nikolai’s reproach.

After giving her a dressing-down, he looked toward me.

In an apologetic tone, he said to his secretary, "Apologize to Ms. Fisher, now."

His act was rather convincing

I watched as Nikolai's secretary looked terrified. But I didn't take it to heart. So, I replied, "It had nothing to do with her. I was too careless." Upon hearing that, Nikolai glanced over at Bruce and Cindy, as if he was trying to read their responses.

Then, he consoled me, saying, "I appreciate your broad-mindedness, Ms. Fisher. I just found out that you work together with Mr. Harold and Ms. Lane.

"My apologies if I have wronged you in any way.” His apology was directed at me. But it sounded as if his explanation was meant for Bruce.

That being said, there were similar people in every industry. They had connections everywhere, and if this move could help me achieve my goal. I'd be more than happy to play along.

“All's good, Mr. Nikolai. Nance is known for being very forgiving," Cindy—who was sitting by the side—chimed in. She still had a slight smile on her face.

Then, she continued, "That being said, I really never expected to bump into you at Mr. Nikolai's, Nance. I guess we're quite in sync.” I cringed and forced a slight smile on my face.

The back of my foot was throbbing, and I was trying my best to quietly withstand the pain.

At the same time, there was an inexplicable feeling of bitterness in my heart.

Nevertheless, I decided to get straight to the point.

"Mr. Nikolai, we've come here today because we sincerely wish to invite Camille to partner with us. But, before that, I believe that he needs to have an all-rounded understanding of the partnership.

"It was quite rushed the last time I came by, so I hadn't prepared anything at the time. But before coming over today, I prepared a simple video as an introduction to the project.

“It's not long. It'll just take two minutes. Please help us to pass it on to Camille." Upon saying this, I handed over the USB with the copied file.

I had spent the entire night editing the video.

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It was The Information Age after all. Of course we'd have to come up with ideas to captivate our clients within a couple of seconds. Furthermore, Camille—who was highly sought after—was the artist whom we were trying to get onboard.

I guessed that he would only briefly glance through every chart. So, I had to come up with something more unique

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"Of course not. I'd be more than happy to hear any comments from you personally too, Mr. Nikolai," I answered confidently. "Then, I should learn from Nance too." Cindy got up and came closer to me.

Then, in a rather humble posture, she said, "I want to see the tricks that she's secretly got up her sleeves.”

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Oh, right.

That wasn't necessary from her perspective anyway.

She had Bruce as her trump card. Of course she could do whatever she wanted. Unlike me, she didn't need to be overly cautious. Shortly after, the short video ended Nikolai looked at me with a staggered look on his face.

"Ms. Fisher, you are indeed someone who comes from a background in IT. This was a short video. Yet, you made it in such a unique way. I'm impressed.”

Indeed, I had put in quite a bit of effort into making the video.

Occasionally, Camille posted updates on his Facebook, so I referenced the style of his content in order to come up with the overall style for the video. My speculation was that Camille wouldn't have much time to work on showy content like that.

Hence, there was only one possibility—Nikolai was the one who appreciated the aesthetics.

"You're too kind, Mr. Nikolai." I kept a calm expression on my face.

Then, I explained truthfully, "All I did was apply some tricks. It's not really up to standard."

"That's very modest of you, Ms. Fisher.”