Chapter 192 Too tired
After a moment Bane waved his hand. "Nothing, I'm just tired."
Sophie's fever had kept her in a state of dread all night, and she had slept little.
Now that she had seen her fever go down, she felt all weak.
"Don't try to be brave next time.
Bert began to feel sorry for himself.
Bane would have said more, but Bert carried her straight into the room and forced her to lie down on the bed.
Bane had no choice but to obey. After all, Bert had already spoken, and if she got out of bed he would kiss her until she lost her strength.
As Bert left the room all the tenderness on his face froze, and gradually it turned to a faint coldness.
He walked slowly toward the warehouse, where a dishevelled woman was bound. It was dark and windowless.
The woman cried out in despair, but no one paid any attention to her and no one cared.
By the time the door opened she was on the verge of breaking down.
It's just that no one cares about it at all. It's just a small thing.
The main concern was the annual party of Ron's group.
Here you can meet a lot of high society people, if you are lucky to be able to reach a few connections that is good.
Of course, everyone cared about Bert most of all, and everyone tried desperately to lean on him.
Both men and women.
The party was held at the most luxurious Victoria Hotel.
Anyone who received Ron's invitation had bragging rights, which not everyone has.
There will be appearances not just by celebrities but also by political tycoons.
Bane was taken aback by the size of the event, which she had always assumed was just a corporate celebration.
"We've already had an internal celebration," he explained, looking surprised. "This is an external one, to consolidate all of Ron's business."
Which means that Bert introduced her to the world.
Because there will be the media.
She knew, too, that when she followed Bert out there, she would get a lot of cold looks and dirty looks.
"Ma 'am, the styling team is ready, you and the young master and young lady go down."
"Excuse me, Uncle Myron."
Though still a little pale, Sophie was instantly delighted to hear that she was going to the party.
"Mommy, can my brother and I come?"
"That's right."
Norton knew he was going to the party, so he took Sophie by the hand and told her what to look out for.
Burt had not hidden Norton's identity, so he would often take him to dinner parties, which he basically knew.
Sophie listened carefully.
Seeing Sophie so happy made Bane feel better. As long as she had something to focus on, she could not think of the horrors of the past.
She was really afraid she would be ill if she stayed at the Hall all day.
The time for dinner soon came.
Bane changed his clothes and sat down on the sofa to wait for the children.
Soon Bert came along and sat down beside her.
Seeing his appearance, he said curiously, "Bert, don't you need to go first?"
The designer, who was fixing the children's hair, was startled. Though he knew who Bane was, he shuddered when she called him by his name.
It was the first time she had ever heard anyone address Bert by his name.
"You don't need makeup, actually."
Bert calmly went on to other topics.
Bane was going to say she felt the same way, but she didn't have the confidence, especially now that she was pregnant, to go out without makeup.
Not only was it disrespectful to Bert, it made everyone else laugh.
After all, she doesn't have the confidence without makeup to impress.
"Well, I haven't got a blackbird yet. Why don't you Bert?"
Bane took an eyebrow pencil from the side and looked at him half-smiling, with a hint of defiance in his eyes.
Everyone gasped.
Then, to his horror, Bert actually walks up to Bane and takes the pencil. "I'd love to try it."
"It doesn't matter. If I'm not satisfied then, I'll let the professional take it off and start over."
Bert smiled more tenderly.
But everyone around me was like I had seen a ghost.
Only when he bent over, she suddenly felt a certain regret.
Because he was so close, and he was staring at her so earnestly, Bane suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
"Don't move, I'm afraid your eyes will catch it."
"Said Bert gently.
Bane had to look elsewhere. She felt her face burn slowly.
In the eyes of others, such a picture looks like a beautiful landscape painting.
The woman was dressed in a beautiful white dress, her face graceful, her head half bowed, her eyes shy, her hands gently clutching the hem of her skirt.
A man is for her eyebrow, the man exposed handsome face, but there is a very gentle face.
He had before him what seemed to be some rare treasure, and the people around him, looking at Bert's gentle face, were all as motionless for a long time as if they had seen a ghost.
They had no idea that such a fierce man could have such a gentle side.
The assistant on the side finally could not help it, secretly took out a mobile phone and took a picture.
"It's beautiful."
Bert suddenly stood up, and looked right and left, admiring himself for his dexterity.
Subconsciously, Bane raised his head and looked in the mirror. Surprisingly, it was OK!
The makeup of the side also hasten forward: "the craft of Ron president is very good, this eyebrow shape is also very suitable for the lady."
When he heard her say this, Bert suddenly turned his head.
Makeup girl in the heart thump 1, immediately rise a bad feeling, did she just say wrong?
"Well, I have good taste. Double my year-end bonus."
Hearing him say so, the makeup artist immediately felt that she had stars in her eyes and was about to die of happiness.
Those at the back secretly regretted their lateness.
Bane wondered whether he could laugh or weep at the sight of Bert, for he had not noticed how much he liked to show off, and when someone was right on the point.
He'll be happier.
It is for this reason that Bert is more alive and less inaccessible.
"Daddy, Mommy, do I look good?"
Sophie, in her princess dress, twirled in front of them, beaming.
Today Sophie has the princess's head curled up like a porcelain doll.
"Brother, are you all right?"
Sophie looked around, only to see that her brother had not yet emerged.
