Krista's pov
As I stood by the door, Luke said, "Mrs. Fischer, I was rude just now. Please come in."
Seeing Luke's attitude, I knew it was done. I went back to the private room, sat down next to Cheney again, looked at Luke, and said, "Well, have you thought it over?"
He nodded again and again. "I can't think more clearly. Mrs. Fischer you are right. If something goes wrong with the Brennan group in the future, Brent will never let me get away with this. Instead of being trampled by him in the end, why don't I find a way to leave now? I am willing to tell you everything I know about the Cross River Bridge six years ago."
I raised my eyebrows and turned to look at Cheney. Sure enough, bringing him is the most correct choice.
He hooked his lips and gave me an ambiguous look.
I looked away and said to Luke, "Do you know what happened?"