Chapter 147
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She looked at him coldly, then opened the door and prepared to get out of the car.
Derek quickly caught her wrist, his knees bent, explaining. "I want to authorize not because I want to take back the Tibble Group, but because I want to use it as an excuse so that my subordinates still trust and respect me. If you are worried, you can send Tyrone and Casey to follow me, I won't do any tricks."
His dark eyes contained an unprecedented sincerity and even a hint of weakness that was hard to see.
Bertha looked at her phone, Anne was still sending her text messages.
She thought for a moment. "Okay, I believe you for once. The entire Sunrise project from reassuring the workers to completing basic construction, I give you one month. If you can't do it, or you dare to play tricks then... "
Derek nodded. "If I can't do it, I can give my life to you."
Is this a life-or-death betting paper?
"It's you who said it. But there's one more thing, you can't postpone housework at the villa because of work. Every day, before I return, the villa must still be clean, and food must still be ready, can you do it?"
There are only twenty-four hours in a day, excluding eating and sleeping, Derek only has half the time left.
In a limited time, Bertha forces him to do both jobs at the same time, the difficulty is not low.
But Derek didn't seem to think about that, he stared at her with dark eyes, smiling. "Okay, men can't say no."
Bertha frowned slightly, why did these words sound like they were teasing her?
She snorted coldly, then quipped. "Your body now…"
Derek's face turned pale. He understood what she meant. Because he was injected with special drugs, his physical strength was no longer as strong as before.
But he is a man, how can he give up on that aspect?
He didn't seem to think at all, smiling cunningly. "Do you want to try?"
"Do you want to die?"
Bertha was very angry, her eyes looked at him indignantly, and she used her hand to pinch his left cheek hard.
"Painful..."
Derek's whole face contorted, he didn't dare to dodge, he could only groan.
Bertha was angry and let go of her hand.
His left cheek was pinched until it turned red. He was in so much pain that he was about to cry, but he didn't dare rub it in front of her. His expression looked disappointed as if he had just encountered a dire situation.
Even though she knew he was deliberately acting for her, his miserable appearance made Bertha feel much more at peace, and her anger gradually subsided.
"Get out of the car, start the first day of your life-or-death betting paper. I'm going back to Angel company."
"Okay."
First, Derek brushed a layer of dust off his knees, then he sat back in his chair, adjusted his collar a bit, opened the door, and got out of the car with a cold face.
Bertha watched him change two expressions very naturally, she regretted if he didn't become an actor.
She called and arranged for Tyrone and Emilio to follow him, then she went straight to Angel's company.
When people work hard, time will always pass very quickly.
It was almost time to get off work, Bertha planned to call Allison to ask about the status of the Sunrise project.
But before she could dial the number, she received a call from Allison.
Allison was very agitated.
"Boss, I don't know what method Mr. Derek used, but on the first day, the Sunrise project restored its original order, and the atmosphere on the construction team's side was also quite peaceful. It's amazing."
Bertha said seriously. "You continue to watch him work, you must carefully consider all his decisions. In front of others, I let him manage, but behind others' backs, you are the boss. More also, you have to learn a lot from his way of handling project issues."
"Yes."
Hanging up the phone, Bertha continued to arrange Mica's itinerary.
While her reputation is currently hot, in addition to arranging acting performances in the group, Bertha also helped her receive several spokesperson invitations from brands.
Because this was Mica's first time filming a representative speaking engagement, Bertha was afraid she would get flustered, so she had to come tonight to see how the situation was going.
But tonight she planned to leave work half an hour early, to go home to check on someone's housework situation.
Anne arranged the artists' work, but Bertha thought that if she asked her third brother to manage it, it wouldn't be so bad.
Venn was surprised to receive her call. "You said I manage Mica, the spokesperson for brands. In your heart, don't I have any importance?"
"You are wrong, Mica is an important artist that I currently want to foster. Only you can clearly show the company's respect for her. In other words, this is also appreciation best friend."
Venn knew she was just comforting him, but his beloved sister had said she appreciated him the most, so he still felt warm inside.
'If you say so, I will help you."
"Thank you, third brother."
After arranging everything, Bertha drove back to the villa.
As soon as she entered the garden, she called out to Casey and Emilio. "When will Derek come home?"
"Mr. Derek left an hour ago. When he got home, he continued working."
Bertha thought for a moment. "What about during the day?"
"During the day, everything is normal, we always follow him closely."
He's obedient and honest, doesn't he cause trouble?
Bertha didn't believe it.
But after all, it was only the first day, if Derek wanted to gain her trust, no matter what, he had to restrain himself for a few days.
She thought as she pushed the door open and entered.
Derek heard the noise, and he immediately came out of the kitchen, after confirming it was Bertha, his dark eyes sparkled with surprise. "You went home so early today?"
Bertha raised her eyebrows. "I can't go home early?"
"I do not mean that."
