Venn's expression became stiff and serious.
He furrowed his eyebrows, his voice was very low. “Even if he doesn't come, I can still save you. Did he tell you this?”
Bertha let out a sigh, she put down her teacup, stood up, walked towards the door, and said. “He didn't say anything, I guessed it myself.”
Venn looked at the cup of tea that hadn't touched a single drop, his expression was complicated, not knowing what he was thinking.
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From Venn, Bertha returned to the beach villa.
As soon as she opened the door, the aroma of food entered her nose.
Bertha took off her coat and hung it up on the clothes rack.
Derek was in the kitchen when he heard the noise, he quickly came out to greet her.
Derek hadn't even gotten close to Bertha when he saw her clutching a piece of document in her
