Chapter 377
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Sure enough, the arrogant man in the business world is still a normal person after all, he will also quarrel with his beautiful wife at home.
General Manager John proactively stood up and helped Shane respond to Fallon's words: "How is this possible? Boss Shane and Miss. Bertha loved each other fiercely. They won't quarrel, I guess soon, we'll be able to go to his wedding party."
Shane frowned, his back gradually stiffening.
Something disturbing yet heartbreaking was stirred.
His black eyes flashed cold light, his whole body became fierce, he grabbed the glass of red wine on the table, and threw it into the corner of the wall.
Except for Fallon, the other girls were all hit by this sharp echo, their faces turned white, and they screamed.
The big characters were also trembling, they were intimidated by Shane's powerful aura, and they didn't dare say a word.
Shane's eyes were crazy, he shouted: "Go away."
In just a few seconds, except for Fallon, everyone in the room quickly left, afraid that this man would vent his anger on them.
Shane drank an entire bottle of red wine and threw it against the wall again like he was crazy.
Fallon didn't move at all, she still had the same beautiful smile, she calmly poured herself a drink and sat next to him.
'Why are you still here?"
Shane noticed her, his voice was dark and mixed with brutality: "If you don't want to end up like those two bottles of wine, get out immediately."
Fallon laughed: 'You're joking, you're not a wild animal, I'm not afraid. But you are angry because General Manager John just mentioned your and Bertha's marriage, right?"
Shane's eyebrows furrowed, and when he turned around, he immediately took action.
His black leather-gloved hands aggressively squeezed her neck.
His eyes were full of ferocity, without any mercy.
Fallon's face gradually turned red, a bit painful, but she still smiled: "You're so angry, it means I'm right. I am no less than Miss. Bertha, you can think about changing to another woman to get married."
Outside the VIP room.
Liam saw that everyone had gone, leaving only Fallon and Shane inside. He quietly opened the door a crack to peek.
Just in time, he heard Fallon's last words.
His face was pale. He immediately went to the quiet hallway, calling Bertha to tell him the news.
If Bertha hadn't come, Shane would have been drunk, he would have been touched by another woman.
In-room.
Shane was still strangling Fallon, smiling coldly: 'Are you worthy of being compared to her?"
With these words from Shane, the smile on Fallon's face gradually disappeared, and she gasped.
Shane didn't have time to enjoy her reaction, so he took his hand back: "If you still want to be a representative spokesperson, you immediately go away."
Fallon put his hand on her neck, she coughed a few times, grabbed her bag, and left.
After waiting for her to leave, Shane continued to drink several bottles of wine, because he drank too quickly, he quickly became tipsy.
Almost out of habit, he took off his glove and threw it away, his whole body falling onto the sofa. He was so drunk that he didn't know what was going on.
When Bertha ran to the Fly bar, just in time, she saw Fallon at the door.
She smiled and proactively stepped up to greet Bertha: 'Miss. Bertha, what a coincidence, the drinking party had just ended when you arrived."
'No coincidence, I came to find my man." Bertha's neck was slightly raised, still holding the same cold noble attitude.
Fallon's face changed slightly, but quickly she changed into a new smile: "Seeing Shane and you having sex like that, I admire it, so, I wish you two luck and eternity."
"Thank. Of course, we will."
In her heart, Bertha clearly understood that Fallon was mocking her, but she couldn't guess what Fallon ultimately knew about her and Shane.
Fallon didn't say anything else, she was about to leave.
As she passed Bertha, her arm was gently held by Bertha.
'Fallon, I'm a little curious about the support behind you, can you reveal it to me?"
Fallon shrugged: 'Do you want to know? As long as you give Shane to me, I can tell you all my secrets."
'It seems you can't tell, you keep those secrets for the rest of your life." Bertha withdrew her hand, her hands elegantly crossed.
'If I hide a secret all my life, it won't be fun." Fallon smiled, her expression extremely innocent: 'Miss. Bertha, don't worry, sooner or later you will know my secret. When that happens, don't be too surprised."
Bertha raised her eyebrows slightly, Fallon's last part seemed to have a profound meaning, and then she left.
Bertha looked at Fallon's back, her expression gradually becoming serious.
It wasn't until Fallon's figure gradually disappeared into the night that Bertha regained her train of thought, she turned around and went into the bar.
In front of the room door, Liam walked back and forth. As soon as he saw Bertha, he immediately ran to her: 'Miss. Bertha, don't misunderstand. Just a drinking party. Shane invited Miss. Fallon came because she was the spokesperson…"
Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Bertha's face fell, she gently said "Yes", then she walked around him and went into the room.
Liam saw that she was angry, he could only clasp his hands into a cross shape, silently praying for Shane.
Bertha entered the room, her eyes were suddenly attracted to Shane lying drunk on the sofa.
She walked next to him, sat down, patted his face, and called: "Shane?"
There was no reaction, he was drunk.
Bertha smelled the strong smell of alcohol on him, the fire in her heart rose high, billowing and roaring.
There was a party in the evening but he didn't tell her. His illness had only been cured for a few days and he had already started causing trouble.
He was still alone with Fallon and drunk.
With such low vigilance, isn't he afraid of Fallon touching his body?
Wasting the whole afternoon, by the time of the meeting, her thoughts were also far away, waiting for the surprise to be brought to her house, she was thinking about how to apologize to him, and improve their romantic life.
Now…
