Chapter 957 My Time Behind Bars

• "Mr. Campbell, is this the file you requested?" Bridget Hackett approached Harold Campbell, glancing at his familiar figure before politely inquiring.
• Before she could finish, Harold Campbell turned around, revealing himself to be the man she often thought about in the quiet of the night. Bridget Hackett was instantly flustered, causing her words to become slightly stuttered.
• Over the years, she had been on a quest to find a husband and had gone on a few blind dates. However, every time she compared those men to Harold Campbell, she found them lacking. They were far from what she desired, lacking in masculinity and only skilled at groveling, which repulsed her. As a result, she remained single, sometimes even contemplating sticking to the promises she had made to Harold Campbell.