Chapter 137
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He leaned against the bathtub in this position, so when he slept, his arm quickly became dislocated.
Last night he helped Bertha and forgot to apply medicine to him. He was also careless and bumped into the sharp edge of the bed. He guessed that his back was more swollen than before.
He sighed and tried to sit up when he suddenly discovered that Bertha was not in the bathtub.
What did she wake up for?
He didn't know anything, it seemed that this specific medicine had greatly reduced his sensitivity.
He stood up and walked to the sink, looked in the mirror, and wiped the blood off the corner of his mouth, then he went downstairs to find Bertha.
In the living room, the air pressure is extremely low.
Bertha folded her arms across her chest, and she sat on the sofa with a cold face.
The four bodyguards Tommy, Tyrone, Casey, and Emilio were standing behind the sofa with dark gray faces like ghosts.
When Derek came down the stairs and saw this scene, he knew in his heart that what was going to happen was going to happen.
He walked forward with heavy footsteps, a tea table away, where he stood facing Bertha.
Bertha faced him coldly, but she said nothing.
Casey behind her pointed to two packets of coffee sugar on the table and said. "Mr. Derek, last night, Lady Bertha asked you to make coffee, but you put these dirty things in the coffee, you are too much. In your room, we found another packet of coffee sugar-containing aphrodisiacs, how do you explain this?"
Derek's eyes were fixed on Bertha, he looked without blinking, explaining. 'It's true that I put a packet of coffee sugar in the coffee tray and brought it to you. I don't deny it, but I didn't know it was an aphrodisiac. I thought it was sugar."
Bertha curled her lips slightly with a sarcastic look.
Derek explains it like that, how is it convincing?
Derek knew in his heart that she basically wouldn't believe it, but he still wanted to try again. 'I said last night, from now on I won't lie to you or act with you anymore. I'm telling the truth, you can… trust me this time, okay?"
Bertha laughed.
He knows that this is a difficult hole to overcome.
Derek pursed his thin lips, waiting for her to speak.
Bertha spoke up. 'Last night you said you guaranteed you wouldn't cheat on me again, but ended up quitting me. The coffee was made by you. After I drank it, you were also the first person to rush into my room. Do you dare to say that you have nothing to do with this?"
'If the one-year agreement is too difficult for you, I can give you a chance to compete fairly, so you can take Tibble Corporation and your house back from me."
As soon as her voice ended, her face suddenly turned cold and serious. 'But you like to use this evil trick, so I'm sorry, I hate the liars the most."
Derek curled his lips and smiled bitterly. 'So what do you want to do?"
"Very simple."
Bertha smiled and gently raised her hand. Casey immediately brought a glass of warm water from the kitchen and placed it on the tea table.
She speaks. 'I know your two packages of medicine were made by Mrs. Victoria, who gave it to you when you visited her. Now there are two packets of sugar on the table. After checking, one packet is an aphrodisiac, the other is sugar. Between you and her, choose one person to be the mastermind."
Derek frowned, he looked down at the sugar packet on the tea table, saying nothing.
Bertha continued. 'If you can pick out the sugar packet with a 50-50 probability, then I'll believe you're just an accomplice, or you've been murdered by Mrs. Victoria and took advantage without knowing it, I will forgive you."
'Choose," Bertha ordered.
Derek stood motionless, he stared at her, trying to find other emotions in her eyes.
But sadly, there was nothing.
Yes, she doesn't trust him. It was all his fault that he treated her so poorly before.
He smiled mockingly, walked to the tea table, held two sugar packets in his hand, and observed for a while.
Under everyone's attentive gaze, he tore two sugar packets, poured them into a glass of warm water, shook them well, then tilted his head and drank them all.
'Derek, you…"
Tommy was someone who trusted him quite a bit. Seeing that he had taken those two packs of pills, his face changed a lot.
Last night, Bertha only drank half a cup of drugged coffee but she was so upset, this was the strongest drug on the black market.
He drank the entire packet, does he not want to live anymore?
Bertha only asked him to choose, meaning he had a 50% chance of choosing correctly. Stupid.
'Very well, I respect your choice."
Bertha's face was also gray and dark. 'Casey, Emilio, take him to the basement room."
'Yes."
Casey, Emilio prepared to step forward, pulling Derek's hand.
But Derek refused. 'No need, let me go by myself."
When he finished speaking, he walked towards the basement. Bertha's group also followed him to the basement room door.
When I saw him coming in alone, his figure looked a bit lonely.
The bodyguard brought a chair to Bertha. Bertha sat down in front of the steps leading to the basement room, waiting for the medicine to take effect in his body.
The room in the basement was very bare because Bertha had just moved in, so she didn't have too many things.
Before closing the door, the guards did not leave any light for Derek.
He was alone in the dark.
Just five minutes had passed, and he gradually felt that his body was starting to feel bad, the medicine was taking effect too quickly.
Initially, he could still stand, but as time passed, things got worse. He finally understood last night when he found Bertha, why she had to curl up under the table.
Because this medicine is unpleasant.
After struggling for half an hour, his forehead was covered in sweat, and his whole body felt like he was in a lake.
Outside the door, Bertha sat silently, her palms clenched, her face expressionless.
Several bodyguards stood behind her, they heard someone's heavy breathing echoing in the quiet space in the basement room.
About an hour had passed when suddenly there was a heart-wrenching scream like that of a wild beast.
Everyone outside the door was startled.
If he is not relieved, that suffering will lead to death.
Tommy couldn't take it anymore. 'Miss, an hour has passed. I believe Mr. Derek has learned his lesson. If we leave him alone, he will die."
Bertha heard a slight growl inside, her palms clenched even tighter.
