Chapter 277
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She turned her head and looked at Mr. Benedict. 'I admit that what happened last night did have something to do with me, but…"
Bertha had yet to finish speaking when Mr. Benedict interrupted her.
'Miss. Bertha directly admitted, I admire it very much, but you are Shane's fiancee, why can you sneak into Anselm's bedroom late at night? If this information were transmitted outside, it would be inappropriate."
All the other people present changed their faces. Norabel wanted to stand up and speak for Bertha, but Mr. Cyrus interrupted her.
In everyone's strange eyes, Bertha just smiled.
Mr. Benedict doesn't understand. 'What are you laughing at?"
'Even the dog I raise in the house knows that when its owner talks, it will squat down and listen seriously. You're an adult, but don't you understand that it's not polite to interrupt someone else?"
As Bertha finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Shane, silently giving him a seductive wink.
Shane's heart was about to melt.
"You…"
Mr. Benedict was very angry, she dared to scold him for not being equal to a dog from Griselda's house.
But Bertha smiled simply, her expression was naive, and her appearance was innocent. If Mr. Benedict compared him to a girl like that and he was narrow-minded.
In the serious atmosphere, Norabel laughed again.
All eyes immediately looked toward her, she coughed awkwardly twice, and then she bowed her head in shame. 'I'm sorry, I couldn't help it."
Mr. Miller slammed the stick, attracting everyone's attention. 'Bertha, please keep talking."
'Even though what happened last night had something to do with me, I only sent Liam to teach Anselm, I was at the hospital taking care of Mr. Shane. Why did Mr. Benedict say that I went into Anselm's bedroom, where is the evidence?"
Mr. Benedict said. 'Even though you don't admit that you snuck into Anselm's room last night, you indeed sent someone to hurt him, you also admit that."
'That's right, but why don't you ask why I punished him? Yesterday, Shane was on duty, he had evil intentions, he sent someone to spread the news that I wanted to break off the engagement, causing Shane to almost die. Shane had to be in the emergency room all night, shouldn't he be punished?"
The others in Miller's house felt that what she said made a lot of sense.
Only Mr. Benedict smiled coldly. 'You say Anselm harmed Shane, where is the evidence?"
Shane's eyes looked at Liam standing in the lobby, his weak voice was cruel. 'If you want proof, I'll show it to you."
Shane finally spoke, all eyes at the scene looked towards him at the same time.
He reached out and unfastened the scarf and yellow buttons of his suit.
Seeing that the purple-red hickey on his chest and collarbone would be exposed in front of everyone, Bertha was so scared that her hands were shaking, she pulled his shirt, hiding it carefully.
"You can't take it off. So many people look at you like that, don't you feel embarrassed?"
Wait for his wound to heal, see how she handles him.
Shane smirked. "I'm a man, this is very normal."
"Unusual." Bertha's small face was angry, she glared at him, threatening. "From now on, your body can only be shown to me. Hurry up and put your shirt on."
When Shane heard those words, he was extremely happy.
He buttoned his shirt and looked at Liam outside the door.
Liam brought in a tied young man, who he threw into the open space in the middle of the hall. Liam then took out a previously stamped document and gave it to Mr. Miller watching.
"It was he who reported false information while Mr. Shane was on a business trip. Last night when I arrested him, just as he took Mr. Anselm's money and was about to flee, this file was his testimony."
Mr. Miller attentively looked at all the documents, his expression serious as he looked towards Mr. Benedict.
Mr. Benedict was a bit stunned.
Anselm told him, that person was dragged to the suburbs and killed, how could he be caught by Liam?
Mr. Miller gave the documents to Mr. Benedict, he looked from beginning to end three times, over and over again to confirm whether it was true or false.
In the end, he concluded that Anselm's juniors were not doing well and were at a disadvantage.
Liam continued talking. "Mr. Shane was the head of Miller's house, Anselm almost killed him. It was right that he was punished."
Everyone looked towards Mr. Miller, waiting for him to speak.
Before everyone's eyes, Mr. Miller stroked his beard, he was helped up by Harold. "Shane, Miller's house is under your control now, you decide for yourself, I'll go back to my room to rest."
Shane nodded slightly. "Yes. Grandpa."
"Dad. Don't go." Mr. Benedict called.
Mr. Miller is gone, there is no one left who can help him.
Mr. Miller did not pay attention to him, he did not turn around and left the hall.
As soon as Grandpa left, the rest of them also left.
In the lobby, only Bertha, Shane, Liam, and Mr. Benedict.
Everyone has gone, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, Mr. Benedict smiled and said. "Shane, Anselm didn't mean to harm you, not to mention he was injured. Even now, he is still in a coma. Can you forgive him?"
Bertha said. "Mr. Benedict, it's all my plan. If you feel dissatisfied, you can find me to argue. Anselm harmed Mr. Shane, he deserves to be punished."
Mr. Benedict glared at her angrily, then looked towards Shane. "Shane, you say it."
Shane pulled Bertha onto his lap, he caressed her small face, paying no attention to the older man.
"Bertha is right."
He turned his head to look towards Mr. Benedict, he restored the coldness in his eyes. "I heard that my cousin has been in a coma until now. Is he still seriously injured?"
Mr. Benedict laughed. "Yes, after I return, I will scold him. Next time, I will tell him to work a little more carefully."
Shane didn't pay attention to his words, he looked at Liam. "You brought Anselm here."
The look on Mr. Benedict changed slightly. He immediately winked at the bodyguard standing outside the door.
Twenty minutes later, Anselm was led into the lobby by Liam.
"Boss, Mr. Benedict's bodyguards tried to secretly take Anselm out of the villa, but they were captured by me."
"Okay."
