Chapter 372
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Bertha just laughed, of course, Mr. Vontroe spoke much more politely, and immediately he raised her morale one step higher.
"Don't worry, I'm here today for no other purpose, I just want to find Karlina to talk to myself."
The face of Mrs. Vontroe calmed down. "She's picking up her furniture in her room."
Bertha nodded, as she entered the mansion. She went up to the third floor, to Karlina's door.
The door was ajar, not closed.
Bertha gently pushed the door open and saw Karlina packing designer handbags and jewelry, seemingly very dissatisfied.
Her fingertips gently knocked on the door, she reminded. "These expensive items will also be put into the public treasury, the bank will take them back and sell them to mortgage your family's debt. So you don't need to clean them up, because you alone cannot take them away."
Hearing Bertha's voice, Karlina immediately raised her head and looked up. The moment it was confirmed that it was her, the other person's eyes suddenly filled with hatred and hatred.
"What are you here for? Are you here to laugh at me?"
Bertha didn't hide it at all, she nodded in admission. "Of course, anyway, this may be the last time I see you."
Karlina laughed mockingly. "I thought you would pretend to be a good person. I didn't expect you to come here and speak so bluntly to me. Unfortunately, when I was still in City X, I was soft-hearted and let you live until now."
She threw the things in her hand and stood up, her attitude was still arrogant, and she raised her chin.
In front of Bertha, she didn't want her to be the loser.
Bertha was amused as she looked at the other person protecting her dignity, her eyes were cruel as if she had no regrets even if she died.
"Your parents struggled all their lives. Now they are old but they have to squeeze into an eight square meter apartment like poor people."
"Your brother's good reputation throughout his life has been ruined by you. Even though he has excellent degrees, no factory or company dares to accept him to work. In the future, he can only work as a porter or car washer."
"You pushed for all of these things, don't you feel a little embarrassed?"
Karlina scorned. "Whoever wins becomes king, whoever loses becomes a soldier. They are my parents, my brothers, but they cannot help me, it is their fault that they became like that. Furthermore, I am lost to you but don't be happy, I'm waiting for someone else to punish you."
Bertha walked up to Karlina, she said. "The other person you're referring to is Fallon?"
Karlina's expression froze for a moment, she didn't say a word, she just looked at Bertha with sharp eyes.
"This time, about your birthday party, I think someone helped you plan, that person was Fallon, right?"
From the first time she saw Fallon, Bertha became suspicious.
Karlina is arrogant, she replied with a cold smile. "Are you talking about that female artist? Who does she think she is? Is she worthy of being my advisor?"
Bertha didn't believe her. "It's okay if you don't admit it. Sooner or later I will investigate."
She took out the evidence of Karlina's crime from her bag. She gently reminded, "Five years ago, you pretended to be drunk and killed someone, Mr. Vontroe has falsified your mental assessment. He used the money to stop your crimes."
"The victim's family was not satisfied, they condemned you online, after you found out, you led your bodyguards to their house, aggressively beat them, and injured two more people, finally and you were still helped by your father, hiding everything."
Karlina's eyes widened, and she said a little surprised. "How do you know those things?"
Bertha did not answer Karlina's question, she continued talking. "Four years ago, during a social tea party for prestigious ladies, because you were angry at the hotel janitor's bad attitude, you secretly found someone to beat him to vent your anger. Consequently, the other person had broken bones in many parts of his body. Three years ago, you..."
"Enough."
Karlina screamed she snatched the evidence from Bertha's hands, and she violently tore it up. "These are all your one-sided words. I do not admit it."
Bertha was cold, she crossed her arms arrogantly, her red lips curled into a smile: "These weak words, you just keep them, wait until you go to prison, and then slowly scream."
Karlina felt a chill down her spine, immediately realizing something was wrong.
"What do you mean?"
Just as she finished speaking, a noise came from downstairs.
In the garden, a team of police wearing special police uniforms were giving identification documents to Mr. Vontroe and made clear his intention to come here.
Karlina ran to the window, she saw a member of the national investigation bureau, she gritted her teeth angrily. 'Bertha. You call the police to arrest me. You are too vile."
Bertha said smiling. "You are wrong. I just demand justice for those who have been harmed by you. It is appropriate that the word 'vile' should be reserved for you."
Karlina's whole body was shaking, only now did she know she was afraid.
Vontroe's house is bankrupt, one day they can get back up, but if she goes to prison, she will be tortured, and her life will end.
She wants to run away. She can't sit still and wait to die, Fallon will help her.
'Bertha. Please wait."
If she ran away from the back door of the villa now, would she still have time?
Bertha grabbed her wrist tightly, she used strong force to make Karlina unable to move.
'Innocent, members of the National Investigation Bureau have appeared, do you think you can escape? If you don't want to go to jail, I can consider helping you, as long as you tell me Fallon's identity."
