Chapter 144
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Bertha was silent.
What does it have to do with Noa?
Furthermore, why did he ask so many questions, which question did he want her to answer first?
She said while wearing sandals. 'Last night Mica got drunk, I took her back to her apartment. Then she got dizzy and nauseous, so I stayed to take care of her all night."
Derek was stunned on the spot.
Bertha massaged her stiff shoulders as she prepared to go upstairs.
Derek pulled her hand back. 'Bertha, it took me three hours yesterday to cook the dishes on the table, do you want to eat?"
Bertha is cold. 'I've already eaten. If you haven't had breakfast yet, you should eat it."
His heart suddenly ached. He was so pressed by her words that he couldn't breathe. He was stunned for a moment, still unable to speak.
Bertha saw that he had nothing more to do, she took her hand from his and went upstairs to her room.
Derek looked at her back as she left, and then he looked at the table of food he had meticulously prepared last night. The food was still intact but had long since cooled, cold like Bertha.
Suddenly a feeling of loss and guilt welled up in his heart.
Bertha went upstairs to change into a new set of clothes and then came down. She had just reached the stairs and saw Derek's stunned appearance.
She coughed lightly, waking him up, he quickly collected his thoughts. 'Eat quickly, then change into clean clothes and go out with me."
"Where to go?"
The corner of Bertha's mouth curled up. 'Mr. Devon's mansion."
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A really loud sound rang out.
The people in the villa were all sleeping and were awakened by that sound.
Mr. Devon quickly brought along his wife, Mrs. Sandra went down to the living room.
His daughter Michelle was also scared, she ran downstairs and asked. "Parents. Is it an earthquake? Is it an earthquake or not?
The three of them looked at each other without understanding. They went down to the first floor and saw a group of people standing in the living room.
Bertha was sitting on the sofa, pouring tea, her appearance like that of a hostess.
Four tall, professionally trained bodyguards stood seriously behind her chair, Derek stood right next to her chair.
Their expressions were extremely serious, making Mr. Devon scared.
Mr. Devon's family looked at each other, everyone's faces were dreamy.
Waiting for them to approach, Bertha smiled and said. 'It seems like you haven't been living well lately, even the servants have been fired. The villa is so big but there is no one to pour tea, I can only ask my bodyguard."
Mr. Devon knew she was being sarcastic on purpose, but he didn't have a word to refute.
His mansion has always relied on monthly commissions from Tibble Corporation shares. Recently, Tibble Group was attacked by Zillah, and Mrs. Victoria was defeated. If they want to restore the former glory, they don't know when or where they will get the commission money to share with Mr. Devon.
So, during this time, Mr. Devon lives a very difficult life.
Mr. Devon's face turned black, his tone was not good. 'You enter someone else's house but don't knock. What was the sound just now? What the hell are you doing?"
'Oh my god, my door. You guys are too much."
His wife Mrs. Sandra quickly reacted. She rushed out to take a look, crying out in pain.
Bertha tilted her head, and smiled, looking reluctant. 'Your door is too old. My bodyguard just used a little force and it broke. There is no other way, I am just helping you get rid of the trash."
Mr. Devon was angry. It was obvious that they intentionally damaged his door.
But last night when he was enticed by Michelle to watch the talent show, he knew now that this woman was not only the mysterious boss of the Angel company, but she was also the general manager as well as the... Tibble Corporation's largest shareholder.
Venn and Kirjani both stood behind her as support.
If he wants to deal with her, he has no chance of winning.
So he turned his sights on Derek. He looked sad and said. 'Derek, even though she is now your ex-wife, she was very obedient to you before. Now you let her easily manipulate people of Tibble's family?"
Those words made Derek's heart tremble.
It turns out that everyone knew she loved him very much before, only he didn't know, he even ignored everything she had to pay for.
He controlled the emotions rising in his heart, his eyes looked coldly at him, and his tone was serious.
'My uncle, you and my mother cooperated, and you gave her two packs of aphrodisiacs, which almost killed me. How are you going to explain this matter?"
This…
Or does Mrs. Victoria betray Mr. Devon?
Mr. Devon staggered back two steps.
After calming down, he laughed, pretending to be stupid, and said. "I do not understand what you say."
Derek's face was very cold, he did not accept the closer relationship with his uncle.
Seeing that he didn't say a word, Mr. Devon secretly looked at the bodyguards behind Bertha. Their faces were all cold and cruel like they were about to eat people.
Fearing that disaster would come to his family, he turned around and winked at Mrs. Sandra. "Michelle hasn't showered yet. Please take her upstairs to take a shower. We can't be rude in front of guests."
"Alright."
Mrs. Sandra understood, and she pulled her daughter's hand. 'Michelle, let's go."
Without waiting for them to go up the stairs, four of Bertha's bodyguards quickly stepped forward to block them.
Tommy and Donald block the stairs, and Tyrone and Casey block the door.
'What are you doing? This is my house."
Mr. Devon was so angry that his face turned red.
Michelle was a little scared, she crawled into Mrs. Sandra's arms.
'If we don't say everything today, no one should think about leaving."
Bertha smiled slightly, picked up the cup of tea on the table, and took a sip.
Her whole person was both calm and arrogant, making Mr. Devon confused.
Mr. Devon let out a sigh, his expression a bit complicated, and then he spoke. 'This is not like that, I just went to visit Mrs. Victoria. I don't know where she got those two packs of pills from. Mrs. Victoria even told me about her plan and asked me to help her. I didn't agree, I even advised her..."
