Chapter 246
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Bertha was wrapped in a white mink coat, and she wore a long, dark black lace-trimmed dress that was both delicate and sumptuous, yet equally formal.
She deliberately cut some beautiful red plums, went to the public cemetery, and visited Derek.
Derek's tombstone is covered in snow. Bertha patiently helped him clear the snow, her eyes gently speaking to him with sincere words.
"Derek, the first snow of the season has fallen. It's been cold these past two days. I wonder if you're cold over there? I'll burn a few more coats for you, okay?"
She sat down next to the headstone, her head gently resting on his grave like she was resting on his lap.
'During this time, Rose has become much more obedient than before. I took her to Tibble Corporation to start an apprenticeship. You transferred to me all the shares of Tibble Corporation, but I no longer have the strength to manage them. Until she can handle the projects herself, I will leave Tibble Corporation."
'Derek, I'm bored these days without you by my side."
'Lately I've been dreaming about you telling me that you're not dead, you saying that you're intentionally deceiving me, actually you want to see if you're important in my heart or not... If that dream comes true, that would be great."
Her voice was very gentle.
Two sparkling tears rolled down her cheeks.
She closed her eyes and used her small hands to hug his cold tombstone, as if she was hugging his waist, crawling into his arms to sleep.
…
Tyrone and Casey stood fifty yards from the cemetery waiting for Bertha. They stood in this position and could not see the situation inside the cemetery.
An hour has passed, but Bertha still hasn't come out.
Tyrone couldn't sit still anymore, so he took the umbrella and went straight into the cemetery.
As soon as he approached, he was moved by the sight before him.
Bertha was leaning against the side of the tombstone, her face delicate, like she was sleeping.
She didn't have an umbrella, and her head and whole body were covered in snow, but she didn't feel miserable at all and had a different dark, and mournful beauty.
Tyrone knew that in fact, she always cared about Derek, but she was stubborn and refused to admit her feelings for him.
Unfortunately, Derek is dead, so it's too late for her to say anything.
Liam also left, before he left, he even said goodbye to the bodyguards, saying that he might never return to City X again.
Tyrone sighed softly, he missed the days when everyone played cards together.
He controlled his thoughts and hastily stepped forward to cover Bertha with an umbrella, he helped her brush off the snow that still stuck to her body.
'Miss. Bertha, it's late, let's go home. Don't you want to go check on Miss. Rose's work progress this afternoon?"
Bertha slowly opened her eyes, and without saying a word, she left the cemetery.
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At Tibble Corporation.
Rose obediently waited in the office.
Because the heater was on in the room, Bertha took off her mink coat, went straight to the chair, and sat down.
With anxiety in Rose's heart, she gave Bertha the company project she had spent all night writing.
Bertha took it with an expressionless face. She read it carefully, using a red ink pen to circle and criticize harshly.
'This is wrong, this sentence is not written coherently, I have already mentioned, that when you write a company project, you must use short, coherent words and summarize the focus, simple and easy to understand is best. Also, here you wrote wrongly, here too, every time you finish writing you have to check it many times, don't write so carelessly..."
The more Rose heard the last part, the more depressed she became.
She pursed her lips and looked like she was angry, she self-consciously held out her palm. 'I know, next time I will pay attention, you go ahead."
Bertha looked at her in surprise, her head bowed, staring at her toes, gulping nervously.
Hearing the sound of Bertha opening the drawer, Rose's whole body stiffened, she closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the pain to come.
But, no pain happened as expected.
She opened her eyes suspiciously and found that Bertha had placed a chocolate candy in her palm.
'I didn't hit you today, this is the first time you've learned how to proactively accept punishment, very good, this is your reward."
"Really?"
This was the first time Rose heard that there was no punishment. She was very happy in her heart. When she looked at Bertha, she suddenly felt that she had much more sympathy for Bertha.
'Thank you, Bertha. You are so nice. I will study hard."
'Well, you go to work."
Rose happily took the candy and left.
Bertha looked at her back, shaking her head helplessly.
She had never taken care of children, because she was the youngest daughter in the family she had no experience in raising Rose.
Even though she's never experienced it, she knows what it's like.
This is how her brother treated her before, not too strict, not too indulgent, hitting first, giving candy later, both favors and threats are best.
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Two months later.
Although Rose doesn't study quickly, she is also very serious.
Bertha inspected Rose's company project, and when no errors were found, she was very satisfied. 'Good, next time I'll give you a project, you can try it yourself."
Rose nodded. 'Yes, I will do well, but…" She looked confused.
"But what?"
'Can I excuse myself from working overtime tonight? I have work to do tonight, I have to go out to eat something..." The more she spoke, the quieter her voice became, her ears turned slightly red.
'Oh, are you on a date?"
Only then did Bertha notice that her makeup was very beautiful today, and her face revealed the expression of an experienced person.
Rose bit her lip shyly, and she gently nodded.
'What kind of person is he? What is the family situation like? Do you still remember the requests you agreed to with me before?"
'Don't worry, he was born into a normal family, but he was very good to me. During this time, he helped me a lot at work, besides... he looks also very handsome, but we are just starting, not yet determined."
Rose was embarrassed. 'Bertha, I'm not talking to you anymore. I have to go back to my office and pack my things."
Bertha gently said 'um', watching her leave.
