Chapter 17
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Bertha's slender fingertips poked him hard on the forehead, and her red lips approached his ear, threatening. 'Stop being arrogant, and work obediently in the future, if you cause trouble, I will report your great achievements to your father."
"Do not. He will beat me to death.
Kirjani felt her whole body tremble and quickly begged for Bertha's mercy. 'Sister Bertha, don't worry, I listen to you."
Bertha pursed her lips and smiled. 'So now you apologize to the maid."
'Huh?"
Kirjani's face changed color. 'I am the young master of Arnold's house, do you want me to bow and apologize to a janitor? Where do I put my face, Bertha..."
Bertha retracted her smile and became serious. "You destroy things, don't you take responsibility?"
Kirjani was speechless.
He turned his head to look at the woman who was cleaning up the mess he had just broken. He felt a little upset in his heart. He grimaced and walked forward, sincerely apologizing, and also compensated a little.
The cleaning lady was excited and had a very good attitude.
Bertha arranged for her agent to compensate the film crew for the destroyed props.
During the afternoon, she stayed with the film crew. Kirjani seriously cooperated with the filming, almost every scene only needed one or two takes to pass. The director was satisfied and thanked her for her kindness. He rated her a few points higher.
When it was time to finish the job, Kirjani held Bertha's hand to coddle him. He said today because to make up for her mistake, he would invite her to dinner.
Bertha couldn't sway him so she agreed.
To avoid revealing her private life and to be able to go out to eat quietly, Kirjani is fully equipped and if you don't look closely, it's hard to recognize.
The two of them went to the most expensive seven-star restaurant in the city.
As soon as she entered the restaurant, Bertha was attracted by the dark decoration. She doesn't like places that are too bright. If the atmosphere is a little dark, she will enjoy better food.
Right when ordering, Kirjani kept winking at her and speaking softly. 'Sister Bertha, do you know the man at the other table? Since just now, he's glanced at us several times."
Bertha turned her head to look over and discovered that Derek was eating at the next table with Laura.
Laura also spotted her, her eyes full of victory and provocation, the attitude of a victor.
Bertha withdrew her eyes. 'That's the president of Tibble Corporation."
Kirjani nodded. 'The person next to him is probably his fiancée. They will be engaged next month and just announced it."
Bertha's hand stopped briefly, no expression on her face, concentrating on eating.
Kirjani continued. "I heard he divorced his ex-wife after three years of marriage, and I don't know who that person is."
Bertha glared at him.
"It's me."
At first, Kirjani didn't understand what she meant, his expression was confused, but then he understood and immediately slammed the table in shock.
"What? Are you his ex-wife?"
His voice was extremely loud, causing the neighboring tables to glance over.
Derek at the next table frowned, his expression gloomy.
Bertha was not satisfied, Kirjani covered his mouth, he whispered angrily. 'This is great. I feel like he is a worthless man, how can he be suitable for my sister Bertha?"
She laughed. 'So, am I unlucky?"
Kirjani's expression changed, he quickly waved his hand, his expression full of sincerity. "No, he's the unlucky one. He couldn't keep a good woman like you, that's his loss."
'But…" He paused briefly and then smiled. 'If you're single now, consider going out with me."
Bertha was stunned by his words and almost choked. She accidentally soiled the side of her white dress.
'Sister Bertha, are you okay?"
"It's okay, I'm going to the bathroom for a moment, I'll be back later."
After speaking, she stood up and went to the bathroom.
Derek at the next table heard their conversation.
Just a few days after the divorce, she changed men again.
Does she know what she's doing?
The more Derek thought about it, the angrier he got, but they were divorced, who she want to know, it had nothing to do with him, and he wasn't qualified to ask.
But he was upset and panicked.
Laura saw that his expression was not right and asked in a low voice.
'Derek, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, I'm thinking about the company."
Laura breathed a sigh of relief and said sulkily. "It's been a long time since we've had a proper meal together. Can you postpone work today and stay with me?"
Derek's expression was a bit confused, his deep black eyes were slightly condensed, not knowing what he was thinking.
He didn't respond to Laura's words and stood up to fix his collar.
'You eat first, I'll go for a bit and then come back."
In the bathroom, Bertha wiped off the stains on her dress, and by the way, she added lipstick.
She looked at her in the mirror, blankly for a moment.
During her three years at Tibble's house, she washed clothes, cooked, and cleaned the house every day, her skin turned yellow, and she never dressed well.
Now that she has changed, she is back to being the arrogant princess of Griselda's house.
As for men, it will only affect her sword drawing speed.
Just thinking about this, a tall figure suddenly walked in.
Bertha didn't look, just focused on washing her hands.
Right after that, I heard the sound of the door locking again.
She raised her eyes suspiciously, and the man's familiar handsome face appeared in her eyes.
Derek walked towards her expressionlessly, his breath cold and oppressive.
Bertha looked at him in surprise, his face made her think many times that it was an illusion. "It's unimaginable that billionaire Derek would go into the women's bathroom and lock the door, you pervert."
She was alone in the bathroom, but there was no guarantee that no one would come in soon.
She wanted to pass Derek to open the door, but her wrist was grabbed tightly by the man in front of her.
'What are you afraid of?"
He smiled, continued talking. 'I want to talk to you, last night I let you go, today I won't give you a chance to run away anymore."
The matter between him and her was clear.
