Chapter 383
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Her face showed majesty, she refused to bear this bad reputation.
'Since debut until now, I have never intentionally created a scandal. From the moment I became the spokesperson for the Rossi category until now, I have always been very disciplined."
'I tell you frankly that if I wanted to harm you, I would do it more intelligently, I would not choose an obvious situation like last night, I don't know why you misunderstood me like that?"
Shane frowned, he keenly detected the abnormality in her words.
Last night, he was drunk, plus he was too stressed.
Thinking back now, there were many details last night that he didn't think of.
Shane lifted his eyes and looked towards Liam.
Liam was bowing his head, his eyes were averted, his feet quietly walked to the door, and was about to leave.
'You stop."
'Boss, I still have work…"
Seeing his slightly panicked expression, Shane understood in his heart: "There's no rush, you wait a while and then do it."
"Alright…"
Shane looked at Fallon again: "I will investigate what happened last night. If I have slandered you, I will give you back your representative and the canceled announcements."
"That is all? I have been so greatly slandered, you should compensate me."
Shane's dark eyes flashed with disgust, his tone lowered: "Too greedy is not a good thing, assistant, take Fallon out."
'Yes, boss."
After the other two left, the moment the door closed, Liam immediately knelt.
'Boss, I am innocent. When it came to getting the bonus, I didn't even have time to tell the finance department, I was just an accomplice."
Shane's face was cold: "Who is the mastermind?"
"To be…"
Liam bowed his head.
Last night Bertha said that if he wasn't careful and his plot was revealed, he could just put all the blame on her.
Shane wouldn't dare anything against Bertha, but he could beat Liam to death.
Liam firmly raised his head: 'It's Miss. Bertha."
'The hickey on your body was kissed by her, and the words on your chest were also written by her, I just helped her act out a play."
Shane couldn't believe it, he looked at Liam, the cold air around him was a sign of a thunderstorm.
'You tell me everything about last night, don't miss a single word. I will throw you into the interrogation room, I will personally help you relax."
Feeling the seriousness in Shane's eyes, Liam's whole body trembled, his face filled with panic.
"Do not. Boss, I don't dare. I say. I will tell you everything."
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Bertha propped herself up on her limp legs as she walked around the winding alleys of Miller's house, preparing to reach the parking garage.
On the way, she suddenly sneezed twice: 'Is it someone secretly missing me?'
Today Tommy was her driver. He looked at her worriedly: 'The temperature has been low every day lately, mistress, do you have a cold?"
Bertha waved her hand: "No, my health is still very good, but..."
"But what?" Tommy asked.
She walked slowly and seriously: "My back always feels cold, this is not a good omen. Looks like something big happened today."
Tommy was speechless.
'Miss, don't joke, you definitely have a cold, or don't go to the company today, stay home and rest."
Bertha shook her head in refusal.
As soon as the two of them reached the parking lot, they saw Shane driving from the opposite direction and stopping next to them.
Shane's long legs stepped out of the car, his face was cold, containing anger.
Bertha was completely unaware of what was happening. She looked at him strangely: 'Shane, you are at the company, why did you come back?"
Shane didn't say a word, he walked in front of her, lifted her on his shoulders, and went inside the house.
"This? What did you do?"
Shane's breath was cold, and his voice was low: "I have something to ask you."
'But… I have to go to the company, I have important work today."
Shane didn't move, he continued walking: "You take the day off, I'll tell Liam to go to work in your place."
'Liam? He doesn't understand the entertainment industry, how can he do it?
Shane narrowed his cold eyes: 'He will do it, don't worry about others, you should condolences for yourself for a few minutes."
Last night, she corrected him like that, she made him blame himself all night.
Today he must demand justice.
Sensing the anger in his voice, Bertha worriedly cupped her face.
She didn't dare to struggle anymore.
Tommy stood motionless in place.
'Miss. Bertha…"
In the end, should he return to the villa with the two of them or return to the company?
'Go to the company, call Tyrone, and see if they need any help," Bertha said.
"Yes."
After Tommy left, the alley became extremely quiet, mixed with someone's unusual breathing.
Bertha had difficulty breathing: "Do you know everything?"
Shane didn't answer, he walked forward silently.
Bertha secretly cried that something was wrong. She looked at his appearance, maybe he was really angry.
What she meant was, that if he knew the truth, his anger would explode.
She didn't expect him to know so quickly, he made her mentally unprepared.
Shane placed her on his shoulders, and soon, they were back home.
Bertha originally wanted to go on her own, but Shane still didn't say anything, he still carried her upstairs.
After entering the bedroom, Shane initially wanted to throw her hard on the bed like she did to him last time.
But when his hands wrapped around her soft waist, he was afraid that he would hurt her even a little bit.
Finally, he chose to sit her on the bed.
He used one hand to untie his tie, then he took off his vest, threw it on the bed, rolled up his sleeves, and asked: "Do you want to say it yourself, or should I ask?"
"I…"
