Chapter 233
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"Oh my god, niece, this has nothing to do with me, why would I want to harm you? When you were little, I loved you very much, I even carried you a few times, do you remember? Anyway, Bruno, I'm also a judge, and I'm just a normal person, how can I give him orders?"
"Hmm?"
Bertha changed her tone. "I heard that your son, my beloved cousin Maximus, just took office. I wonder if this has anything to do with him. You say, should I ask my eldest brother to help me with this?"
"No. It has nothing to do with him."
Bertha immediately slammed her hand on the table, her eyes turning fierce. "Why doesn't this have anything to do with him? Bruno admitted it, do you think you can deny it with just a few words from you? Do you think that without Maximus, you can rely on yourself to give Bruno orders? Let me guess, you're doing this for your inheritance, right?"
Boniface stared at Bertha, but he did not answer.
"It's because you don't like my father breaking the rules, he wants to give the inheritance to the daughter he loves the most, me, that's why you cooperated with outsiders who wanted to kill you, and then gradually took over Griselda's house, right?"
"Who else is there besides you?"
"Is the third uncle joining you? Is he involved with Mrs. Jennifer?"
She kept asking Boniface.
But the more he listened to her, the more calm Boniface's expression became.
"Nephew, these are all your baseless speculations. You only relied on Bruno's testimony to conclude that I am guilty. Is that too hasty?"
Bertha also did not expect him to immediately plead guilty.
"It's okay if you don't plead guilty. Some time ago at the hotel, I was harmed by someone. They used the drug S404, the goal was to destroy my face. I also brought that medicine here today."
Tommy took out a glass jar, and a plastic marker then he placed them on the table, in front of Bertha.
Boniface asked. "What is this?"
Bertha winked mischievously, her expression evil. "This is the powerful beauty-destroying drug S404. Tell you to know, if I use this to write a few words on your face right now, will it be beautiful? What should I write now?"
Immediately, Boniface got goosebumps. "This drug is a banned substance in a wartime laboratory. How could you take it out so casually? Did Fawn let you do this?"
Bertha appeared extremely surprised. "It seems like you're just pretending to be a lazy person and don't care about family matters. But you know that banned substances are kept in the laboratory, so you still say this has nothing to do with you?"
She smiled coldly, opened the lid of the glass jar, and then used her hand to hold the brush and stir the thick substance in the jar.
"If you don't admit it then I'll get to work. Even though the liquid in this jar is acidic, I'm sure it doesn't taste bad."
"I'm your uncle."
Bertha pretended not to hear, she looked like she was thinking. "If you like to be a leisurely, idle person, then I will write these words on your face, what do you think?"
"Bertha, you dare?"
"Why don't I dare? If you have the courage, you would collect evidence and then come to Griselda's house to denounce me. Say that I kidnapped you and then used acid to write words on your face. Do you dare to say these things?"
"You..." At this point, Boniface's face was filled with fear.
Today's matter was carefully planned by her. How could he tell everyone that his niece kidnapped him? In the end, he could only accept being humiliated.
'If you have the courage, you can kill me, if not, you wait."
Bertha looked at him with contempt. "Then I don't dare. You are an adult in the family. You still have to live. After I have enough evidence, I will hand you over to my father so that he has full authority to deal with you."
She snorted coldly, then stood up and left the basement room.
Very soon, a man's pitiful screams rang out in the room.
Bertha heard that scream, her whole body felt extremely refreshed.
Even at night, she sleeps very well.
Early the next morning, as soon as she woke up, Tommy knocked on her door, and that knock sounded very impatient.
The door opened and Bertha saw Tommy standing there, his eyes filled with tears, his voice choked.
"Mistress, Archie just called, he said that Mr. Derek... Mr. Derek... he..."
Bertha frowned and asked. "What's wrong with him?"
"Mr. Derek… he's… dead…"
After hearing this, Bertha froze on the spot.
He died.
The night before, he was awake telling her stories, why did Tommy say Derek was dead after just one sleep?
Bertha didn't believe it. "What does that mean? Is he cheating on me again?"
Tommy's voice became more and more choked.
"Archie said, the black-clothed assassin who tried to kill you the night before was discovered by Mr. Derek. He told Archie to create a distraction, then he went alone to kill them to avenge you, but... he never returned."
Bertha staggered back a step, her facial expression gradually changed from shock to dullness, and she showed a bitter smile.
"No way. I don't believe it, how could he die so easily?"
Tommy didn't respond, he just looked at his lady who was still doubtful, he couldn't control his tears for a moment.
Seeing this, Bertha immediately lost her temper and kept scolding him. "You are a man, why are you crying? If you cry again, I will deduct half a year's salary from you."
When Tommy heard her say that, he cried even more miserably.
"Boss, Mr. Derek... he... such a good man, he was so young, so handsome, and yet he's dead, you even deducted my salary. I'm so pitiful. I can't stop crying."
Bertha looked at a one-meter-tall man crying in front of her. He looked so pitiful, that she couldn't control herself for a moment, her eyes instantly turned red.
