Chapter 189
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Bertha snorted coldly, she crossed her arms and leaned back on the sofa, her expression was cold and arrogant, and her tone was cruel.
"You two don't value your lives so I won't stop you. Just try, let me see who loses."
Bruno's juniors were stunned.
'Didn't you come to convince them?"
Bertha's expression was indifferent as if she were watching the fun.
Bruno looked at his junior. "Go out, no matter what you hear or what happens, don't go in."
"Yes."
As soon as several of Bruno's juniors left, the door closed, and the room fell into a tense atmosphere.
Bruno looked at Derek, who curled his lips. "We have signed a life and death certificate. Whoever finishes installing it first will get a shot to kill the other person. You absolutely cannot change your mind. Do you agree to the bet?"
Derek gave a gentle smile.
"Agree."
Bertha squeezed her palm, her breathing slowed slightly.
Bruno is even more ruthless than Derek, if he wins, he will shoot.
But if Derek dares to bet, he will be prepared.
Guns and weapons are strictly controlled, even with wealth, many people may not have access to them but Derek said he has used them many times.
She wanted to see how good Derek was at these things, how fast his hands were.
While she was thinking, the two men on both sides of the table sat up straight, their whole bodies reeking of murder.
First, Bruno.
The game begins.
The two men quickly started, their movements were very orderly and agile, almost following each other, whether up or down.
Bertha didn't know how to assemble these things so she looked stunned.
But her eyes always looked towards Derek.
He was very calm, he said he had only tried it a few times, but the mastery of his movements was almost imprinted in his mind.
His assembly level is not inferior to Bruno's at all. If he didn't have years of experience with guns, there's no way he could do it.
She stared at Derek, her expression growing more serious.
Bruno keenly sensed that Bertha's attention was always on the other person, not paying attention to him at all.
When assembling the final part, his hand deliberately stopped for half a second.
In that half second, Derek had finished assembling. He coldly raised the gun and pointed it at Derek's eyebrows, his eyes filled with murderous anger.
His arthritic hand wanted to pull the trigger.
Bertha noticed his actions, she opened her mouth almost immediately. 'Derek, no way."
Derek was stunned, his dark eyes trembled but remained motionless.
'You quickly put down the gun, this is an order."
Bruno was on the other side, his eyes full of provocation.
Derek bit his lower lip, hearing that order, his heart trembled, and his whole body ached as if being pricked by needles.
After struggling for two seconds, he finally put down the gun, his face was depressed and pale.
Bruno laughed happily. 'Congratulations, you won this game, but at the same time, you lost her. I told you, you are just a pet, you must listen to your master, so please retreat."
Derek drooped his eyelids slightly, his dark eyes were empty and lifeless, and his hands and feet were cold.
Bruno looked at Bertha again, and he said happily. 'I know even though you say you don't accept me, in your heart, you still care about me a lot. Let's be together well from now on, don't cause any more trouble, okay?"
Bertha glanced at Derek, then at the last component that Bruno had not yet installed in the gun.
She immediately understood that Bruno had used a small trick just now.
She looked at Bruno and said coldly. 'You're wrong, I just don't want to see blood. If you finish loading the gun first, I will also prevent you from killing him."
Bruno's expression gradually stiffened.
Bertha continued speaking. 'If between you and him, I have to choose one person, I choose Derek."
Her employment term will expire after one year, she will no longer have any contact with Derek, this is his guarantee, there is also a recording on her phone.
But Bruno is different.
If he doesn't completely cut off his strong possessiveness and lust for her, it will only bring her more trouble later.
'Bertha, I know you're still mad at me…"
Bertha interrupted him and said. "It happened many years ago. I'm no longer angry with you. Besides, you and I are incapable."
She looked at Derek, smiling seductively, her slender fingers waving at him. 'Come here, sit on me."
The two men were startled at the same time.
Under the mesmerizing attack of those beautiful eyes, Derek stood up and walked towards Bertha.
Bertha pulled him onto her lap so he was sitting on her lap.
She was a head shorter than the two men, but she had a sharp aura that was not inferior to them at all.
Her eyes slightly raised as if she was the one enjoying the handsome man.
Derek's body was stiff, his mind was blank, his heart was pounding, and he completely didn't understand what she wanted to do.
Why did she actively ask him to sit on her lap?
Bertha met his suspicious gaze, she gently stroked his short hair, she smiled, and her eyebrows arched, and when she spoke, her voice was extremely gentle and enchanting.
"Hug me."
Derek's fingers stiffened, he hesitated for two seconds then wrapped his arms around her waist.
As soon as he got close, Bertha leaned close to his ear. She spoke softly in a voice that only the two of them could hear. 'Please join me in performing a play."
Derek frowned, motionless, his head pressed against her shoulder blades.
Looking over from Bruno's side, Derek turned his back to him, like a little bird nestled against her lap.
This scene was extremely unpleasant, Bruno's eyes narrowed, and he had difficulty saying each word. 'Berth, are you trying to stimulate me?"
Bertha shrugged lazily. 'Bruno, you like the little girl who can be pampered in your arms, I like that too. Why do I have to become a little woman? I also like to raise a man to pamper him. We were destined to never be together."
'Besides, I remember you have clean sickness. That day I put your jacket on the flower bed, but you don't wear that shirt anymore. You don't like me putting your shirt on the flower bed or the things I touched, but you have to know that I never belonged to you, I belong to myself, so I'll do what I want."
