Chapter 59
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There was no emotion on Derek's face, he just continued to stare at the photos.
"Laura is a gentle and kind person, but she was treated like that. I didn't expect Miss. Bertha to be such a cruel person."
Cadell clenched his hands and continued to persuade. "You must protect Laura, teach Miss. Bertha a lesson, vent your anger to Laura."
Seeing his serious expression, Derek nodded.
"Okay, let's go back to the company and continue talking."
His face returned to its original indifferent expression, making it impossible for others to guess what he was thinking.
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Early the next morning.
The hospital is noisy again.
Laura was prepared, she leaned against the headboard, ready to receive the face-to-face interview.
"I know that when I receive an interview at this time, there may be people speculating about my intentions, even pushing me to the top of the wave."
She pretended to be strong and continued. "But I still have to seriously clarify, Derek and I used to love each other. Because of some things, we broke up, but now we are back and still love each other."
Of course, she didn't say why she and Derek broke up.
"I can say that I am not the third person, and I am not the one who broke up his and Bertha's family.
Laura was only half right. She is Derek's first love. But when they reunited, she was why Derek and Bertha divorced.
Tears flowed from her eyes, but she gritted her teeth, trying to keep the tears from falling.
The reporter took a photo of her, and the flashing lights blinded her so much that she almost couldn't keep her expression.
But she didn't dare relax.
She has to rely on these things to appear weak and to receive public sympathy.
'Laura, we have some questions, would you mind answering them?" The reporter put the microphone in front of her.
Laura nodded, trying to sound generous. "Ask, I'll tell you everything I know."
"You said you and Derek always loved each other, so why weren't you the one who married Derek then? What happened then? When Miss. Bertha and Derek got married, where were you? Why you didn't stop them?"
"Moreover, why were you injured? Is it because you were the third person that you were retaliated against? Can you tell us?"
"And…"
"Enough." Laura loudly interrupted the reporter with an unhappy expression.
These reporters were too stubborn, spoke cruelly, didn't care that she was a patient, and kept asking questions.
She was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood.
After realizing what she had done, she coughed a few times. "I'm sorry, I don't feel well, let's end today's interview here."
Having finished speaking, she closed her eyes, refusing to be bothered.
"Laura has said enough today. Her wound needs to be healed. If anything happens, just ask me."
Mrs. Darla took the reporter out of the hospital room, she stood in the hallway, and then she faced the reporter's sharp question.
"The questions you just asked are private matters of our family, they are also private matters between my daughter and Derek. We refuse to answer these questions, we hope for your understanding." Mrs. Darla's attitude was cold.
"So why was Laura hurt?"
"We have found evidence, this evidence shows, this is related to Bertha."
Mrs. Darla took the microphone, her tone determined. "She dares to harm the heir of Greer's house, we will make her pay."
'Can you reveal a little about the evidence?" The reporter continued to ask.
Mrs. Darla frowned and directly refused the reporter. "We have handed over the evidence to the police. I believe the truth will be revealed soon."
The reporter saw that she did not want to say more, so in the end, they hastily ended the interview.
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Bertha drove the new Magotan car, speeding on the way to work. After listening to the live broadcast, she couldn't help but laugh.
These two hypocritical people's actions make others nauseous.
However, she still wanted to wait and see what they would do next.
Just as Bertha turned the intersection, she saw Anne standing under the sign, looking nervously toward the road.
"Do you need me to drive you?"
Bertha slammed on the brakes in front of her, rolled down the window, and raised her eyebrows at Anne.
"No need, no need, director, actually I waited for you on purpose. I know you often pass by this road."
Anne's face was filled with worry. "Hot searches are still increasing, netizens are talking about you. Some reporters and emotional people have blocked the company's door, wanting you to explain. This time was much worse than the last time. Don't go to the company, you should go home to avoid them, come back when it's safe."
"No need, being scared is not my style."
Bertha restarted the engine, and Anne's heart jumped into her throat.
'Director, what are you going to do?" Anne knocked on the car window, trying to stop her.
"I will explain to them."
As soon as she finished speaking, she pressed hard on the accelerator, and the Magotan car sped away like an arrow with a broken string.
Her words flew in the wind, dust flew up from the back of the car, Anne coughed and choked, tears flowed from her eyes.
When she calmed down, Bertha's car was gone.
'She was the only one there, what should I do?" Anne was devastated, she didn't know what to do.
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Downstairs at Angle company.
People were jostling everywhere. In addition to reporters, many people on the street came to watch the excitement.
Bertha locked the car door and strode towards the company's front door.
She was alone, but it felt like there were fifty people following her.
The reporters had been waiting for a long time. Seeing the female lead appear at this time, they did not miss the good opportunity and hurriedly rushed towards her.
Each microphone was brought in front of her, the sound of taking pictures continuously rang out, and the commotion at the scene was much louder than when it was in Laura's hospital room.
