Chapter 261
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Ten minutes later, Harold walked in. "Boss, the young master won't come tonight. He said he's going on a mission."
'In these two days, what urgent task is worth giving up on his fiancée's cleansing party?"
Mr. Miller leaned hard on the ground with his cane. In front of Bertha, he didn't scold Shane too much, so he comforted her. "Don't worry, Bertha, even if I have to tie him up today, I will still bring that boy here."
Bertha did not object, on the contrary, she smiled obediently. "I will listen to you."
Mr. Miller looked at her with affectionate eyes, but when he turned to look at Harold, his face immediately darkened. 'You tell Shane, that if he doesn't come on time today, he will have to be punished by kneeling for three days and three nights. Kneel until he breaks his leg."
Harold left again.
Ten minutes later, he returned to report again with a sullen expression. "The young master said that after completing the task, he will accept the punishment."
Mr. Miller was so angry that he was about to die. Would Shane rather accept being punished than attend his fiancée's cleansing party? Is this kid determined to confront his grandfather?
In front of Bertha, he tried to control his anger and said. 'He's not afraid of being punished, right? Okay, you tell him, if he doesn't come, he will be beaten a hundred times."
Harold immediately changed his expression. 'Hit him a hundred times? Boss, are you serious?"
Mr. Miller hit the stick, he turned away and snorted coldly, not answering.
Harold did not dare to go and pass on this order. 'Boss, you also know the young master's stubborn temper. If he had made up his mind not to come, he would accept the punishment. Should we hit him or not? If you hit him a hundred times, he will probably die."
Mr. Miller also changed his expression, he bowed his head silently.
Bertha looked back and forth at the expressions of the two old men. Miller's house's punishment was not simple.
Can hitting a hundred times kill a strong, sturdy man with a military background like Shane?
But, Mr. Miller had already said it out of his mouth. What if he was in front of Bertha and said he wouldn't punish Shane? Mr. Miller will lose face. But if he wanted to beat Shane to death, he couldn't do it.
The atmosphere in the room became tense. Bertha knew Mr. Miller didn't speak, which meant he was waiting for her to open her mouth.
She smiled and said. "Mr. Miller, I feel like this punishment seems scary. It's just a cleansing party, fulfilling the mission is the main thing. If Mr. Shane doesn't come then that's fine, this is no big deal, don't punish him."
Mr. Miller patted her hand and sighed again. "You are truly a tolerant and generous child. That will make you resentful."
"It's okay, Mr. Miller."
The more generous she seemed, the more Mr. Miller would feel even more sorry for her.
"Bertha, don't worry, even if he doesn't come tonight, I will still find a way for you to meet him, so he can apologize to you."
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The party officially begins.
As soon as Bertha appeared, she attracted the eyes of all the participants, she became the center of attention.
She wore a fringed dress with daffodil patterns combined with elegant, sophisticated makeup, her every gesture was beautiful.
Tonight's party was originally held for her.
Bertha stepped onto the stage in front of everyone's eyes and said a few words.
Wait for her to finish speaking, Mr. Tabitha stepped on stage to announce her and Shane's engagement news to the cheers of the crowd.
Because Shane still didn't show up at the end of the party, Mr. Tabitha chose to simplify the matter, he passed quickly to reduce the attention of guests at the party.
The party entered an intermediate stage.
After serving wine to all the guests, Bertha sat at a small, discreet table and enjoyed the wine.
Seeing her sitting alone drinking wine, Noa felt a little heartbroken, so he went to her and sat down opposite her.
"Bertha, you're not satisfied with the engagement between you and Shane, is that true?"
She swayed her wine glass elegantly, saying nothing.
Noa continued. "You see, on an important day like today, he didn't come, leaving you alone to endure everyone's jokes. If you stay with such a man, in the future, he will not love you."
Bertha laughed. "Mr. Noa, it seems like today, except for you, no one dares to laugh at me."
Noa was upset. "That's because Mr. Tabitha adjusted the atmosphere at the scene to be extremely suitable. Bertha, I regret not letting my parents talk to Mr. Tabitha, but if you agree to be with me, I am willing to fight against Miller's house for you."
"You don't have to do that, I don't agree," Bertha said, without hesitation.
"Why? Do you really like Shane?"
Bertha put the wine glass down on the table, and she spoke seriously. "I don't like him, nor will I marry him. The same goes for you, I only consider you a friend. We can't get married, I hope you understand."
Noa turned pale, he couldn't say a word.
Eleven o'clock at night.
Griselda's house's cleaning party had just ended. Liam, who had been lurking around Griselda's house, quickly ran to the car parked two hundred meters away.
Without anyone paying attention, he opened the door and sat in the car.
Before he could sit down, the man who had been waiting in the car immediately asked.
"How's it going?"
Liam replied. "Boss, you can rest assured, you have threatened other families, plus Mr. Tabitha handled it extremely satisfactorily, so no one dares to laugh behind Miss. Bertha's back."
Shane's guilt was reduced somewhat.
"Is she very unhappy?"
Liam thought for a moment. "I saw her chatting with Mr. Noa, the two of them looked very happy."
Shane pursed his lips tightly, his face immediately turned pale, his dark eyes tinged with loneliness.
In the car without the lights on, Liam couldn't see Shane's expression clearly, but he felt the surrounding atmosphere turning into an ice cellar.
