Chapter 409
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"Hello, sir."
Bertha smiled and called him to stop in her fluent language: "Why did you leave when you saw us?"
At first, Bruno also intended to pretend not to see, but Bertha exposed him, so he reluctantly stepped forward to pay his respects to Guy Haro.
He introduced Bertha in a low voice: "Bertha, this is Duke Guy, the person standing behind him is the Duke's son, Guy Sizer."
'Is that so?" Bertha followed Bruno's movements, she leaned slightly towards the two of them: 'Hello, duke, hello, Mr. Sizer."
As soon as she finished speaking, Guy Sizer immediately laughed happily: "You made a wrong gesture. In our country, the way men and women greet each other is very different."
Bertha looked innocently at Bruno standing next to her. She smiled charmingly: "Is that so? This is my first time coming to this place so I'm not familiar with the culture here."
'This is your first time here but your country H language is really good."
Guy Sizer stepped forward, he politely took Bertha's hand and kissed the back of her hand. He was overwhelmed by her beauty: "Your face is so beautiful, and you're also smart. I like you."
'Guy Sizer."
Bruno pushed his hand away: "The word 'like' cannot be used casually, besides, she is mine..."
"It's OK."
Bertha interrupted him. She took a step forward and proactively extended her right hand towards Guy Sizer: "Just now is the ritual of the people of country H. Shaking hands is the ritual of my country."
Guy Sizer's blue eyes flashed with excitement, his handsome face smiled simply.
He also extended his right hand like Bertha, politely shaking her hand.
'Hello Sizer, I'm Bertha. Next time I hope to have the opportunity to come to the duke's palace, I will personally visit you and the duke." At the end of the sentence, she slightly raised her eyebrows, looking straight into Guy Sizer's eyes.
Guy Sizer looked at her right hand holding her hand in surprise. He looked bewildered as if he understood something.
The harmonious atmosphere was once again interrupted by Bruno: "Okay, that's just a handshake, you don't have to hold Bertha's hand forever, that's very rude."
Because of his words, the two quickly took their hands back.
Bruno looked annoyed: "Bertha, we should go inside, don't keep the princess waiting impatiently."
In front of Guy Haro, Bruno called his mother solemnly.
Guy Haro snorted coldly, he looked at him contemptuously: 'I think the person who should relearn politeness is you, even the girl with you is more polite than you. Sizer, let's go."
'Yes, father." Guy Sizer lingered and looked at Bertha a few times: 'Miss Bertha, I look forward to our next meeting."
Bertha smiled and nodded.
Bruno stepped in front of Bertha, he blocked their eyes from looking at each other.
After Duke Guy and his son left, Bruno became cold and he cautiously advised Bertha: 'In country H, except for me, other men are unreliable, especially Guy Haro. From now on, remember to stay away from them."
Bertha kept silent.
In her heart, she was sarcastic and not polite, Bruno said the opposite, right?
She can trust anyone, except someone who is stubborn and likes to lie wildly like him.
But to avoid angering him, Bertha said nothing.
She followed Bruno up the stairs while silently looking in the direction Duke Guy and his son left.
During their first meeting, she felt that Guy Sizer was an honest teenager.
Hopefully, Guy Sizer can understand what she means and help her.
On the way back to the ducal palace.
Guy Sizer sat in the car very excited, he was still recalling the scene he had just met Bertha.
"Dad, it seems that as soon as I saw Miss Bertha, I knew what love felt like. My heart immediately fluttered. I thought I loved her. I wanted to pursue her."
Guy Haro stroked his beard, he said with experience: "She's not okay. Recently I heard your mother say Lance Charles brought a girl home. Soon they will get married. Maybe it's that girl."
Guy Sizer looked very disappointed: 'So you said she is my brother's fiancee?"
"Shut up. Lance Charles is just a bastard, he's not your brother, I will never accept his existence."
Mentioning this, Guy Haro held his hand tightly, his angry breath radiating into the car.
Guy Sizer's greatest fear is his father's anger. He pulled his shoulders back, thought for a moment, and said: "But I feel that Miss Bertha doesn't like Charles. Just now she looked at me as if asking for help, it seemed like she was forced."
'This has nothing to do with you, you are not allowed to mention this again."
"But..."
Guy Sizer's blue eyes became sad, and he took out a small piece of paper from his pocket: "This is what we just shook hands with, Miss Bertha put it in my hand."
Guy Haro turned his head and glanced at the paper in his son's palm. He picked it up and opened it.
'Dad, what did she say?"
Sizer approached, Guy Haro immediately tore the paper into pieces, his old face showed no emotion: "She wants to cooperate and exchange benefits with me."
"Really? Then just leave the cooperation to me, let me practice."
"Stupid." He shouted sternly.
Sizer immediately lowered his head and looked at his father cautiously: "You mean, you have no intention of agreeing to cooperate with Miss Bertha?"
Guy Haro did not answer.
Dull eyes lit up.
