Chapter 164
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'I have to kill you. Bitch. You must die."
Bertha looked at Laura frantically coming closer and closer to her, she did not move, her eyes were unmoved.
Both Kirjani and Derek immediately stood in front of her, and then Tommy, Donald, Tyrone, and Casey rushed into the party room.
Laura couldn't touch Bertha's shirt, she was controlled by several bodyguards.
She could only scream. 'Bitch, you wait. I won't ignore you. Do you think I'm the only one who hates you? Many people in this world want to teach you. Even if you don't die in my hands, you will die in someone else's hands. You just wait for that day."
Her words made Bertha's eyes narrow.
Maybe Laura knows something.
Tommy turned his head to look towards Bertha. 'Mistress, how should we deal with her?"
'Disperse the crowd, let the party continue, get Laura out of here."
Hearing that, Laura struggled. 'Bitch, the result I have today is all because of you. If you want to send me back to prison so they can continue tormenting me, I won't go. Even if I die, I won't go."
Seeing that Bertha's bodyguards were all tall and not easy to deal with, Zillah quickly spoke up. 'Bertha, she is a fugitive, no matter what you should hand it over to the police. You can't take her away, and you can't use private punishment on her."
Some people agree. "That's right. Your subordinate is not a police officer, on what basis did you take her away?"
'Yes, you can't take her away. You should call the police, tell the police to come here to deal with her fairly."
The group of people was noisy and chaotic. They had no intention of leaving and were gathering more and more.
Bertha glanced around everyone, finally stopping on Zillah.
To stage today's drama, did Zillah deliberately find someone to guide public opinion?
Interesting.
Tommy and Donald were jostled by people. They couldn't move but didn't dare to push for fear of accidentally injuring people.
What's more, these people are not ordinary people, they are all young ladies and young masters in the upper class.
Zillah took the opportunity to wink at Laura.
Laura understood what she meant. While the bodyguards were paying attention to the crowd, she quickly escaped the bodyguards' restraint and ran away from the crowd.
The bodyguards' faces changed, they tried to chase but were stopped by the crowd.
Casey was angry. "Even if you don't agree with our mistress taking Laura away, you still shouldn't let her escape."
Zillah laughed. "You don't have to chase Laura, I've already called the police, she probably hasn't run far. The police will deal with her."
Bertha pursed her lips tightly, her expression darkened.
Derek saw her face like that, he whispered. "Bertha."
She raised her eyes to meet Derek's and looked at him coldly, without any warmth.
"She is your lover, this..."
Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Derek quickly interrupted. "She's not my lover."
Bertha's expression did not change, she continued. "Anyway, I'll leave this matter to you to handle. When you're done with it, you'll go back to the villa."
Derek knew she was still angry, he was about to reach out and pull her wrist to beg for forgiveness, but he was interrupted by Liam rushing towards them.
"Boss, sorry, I'm late."
Derek's face immediately darkened.
He wanted to turn around and hit Liam but tried to restrain himself, he calmly gave orders. "Laura ran towards the trail behind the bamboo forest. She is seriously injured and can't run far. You should quickly chase her."
"Yes."
Liam immediately ran in the direction Derek said.
Derek stabilized his mood, he was about to pull Bertha's wrist again, but Bertha dodged aside.
Bertha looked at the two bodyguards, Tommy and Donald, who were surrounded. "Disperse the crowd to continue the party."
The main characters in the play all ran away, there was nothing left to see, and the crowd quickly dispersed.
When the crowd had mostly dispersed, Bertha approached Zillah.
Her sharp eyes showed a cold, sharp light.
When facing Zillah, she smirked. "Miss. Zillah, with our previous resentment, I originally intended to let Helga's house go bankrupt. If you don't cause any more trouble, I will forgive you. But if I knew you were collaborating with someone otherwise, don't blame me. You can't pay this price."
Zillah was stunned by her warning gaze.
After a few seconds, Zillah reacted, she smiled back. "Miss. Bertha, don't be in a hurry. Who loses, who wins, who deals with who, we still can't confirm."
Bertha also narrowed her eyes and smiled. "I wait."
Having finished speaking, she led Tommy, the other bodyguards, and Kirjani and left the charity party without looking back.
Derek was left alone, he wanted to go after her but was stopped by Zillah.
'Cousin, the party isn't over yet, where do you want to go? Stay with me for a while."
Derek glared.
"Get out."
Having finished speaking, he immediately left the hotel, chasing after Bertha.
Bertha just got into the car and was about to close the door.
Derek quickly grabbed the car door. "Bertha, wait."
"What?"
First, Derek looked in the car, Tommy driving, Donald in the passenger seat.
Tyrone and Casey were not in the car, perhaps taking Kirjani back to Arnold's house.
Bertha was sitting alone in the backseat.
He slapped his hand on the car door, his tone was gentle because he was afraid that if he spoke a little louder he would make her angry.
"Bertha, I also want to go back to the villa."
Because Bertha had just gotten into the car, she was sitting on the right side facing the road, her left side was empty.
Under the dim light, Derek's dark eyes lit up.
As he stared at her, he was both cautious and vaguely expectant.
Bertha looked at him coldly, almost without thinking. "Impossible."
"Whoever you were with just now, ask that person to take you home or take a taxi."
Her tone was also cold as ice.
