Chapter 40 A biased Truth

Bert frowned when he saw the dress she was holding in her hand. "Wait a minute!" he said.

'What's the matter?

He stood up straight away, picked up some clothes and handed them to Bane. "Can't you be more discerning?"

Bane was now looking at the dress in her hand. It was a very flashy little shirt, and she had been paying attention to the price rather than the style of the dress.

Bane's face went red.

Bert called the saleswoman and asked her to take Bane to the dressing room to try on some of the clothes he had chosen, then returned to the sofa.

Unconsciously, a trace of expectation crept into his heart.

At this time, his ear heard a cell phone ring, he pressed the answer button.

"Boss, what have you been doing? I turned around and you were gone. You had a meeting waiting for you."

"Push it back!

"Bert Ron, are you kidding?" said Tom, without even bothering to address him. This contract is good hundreds of millions of ah, this still delayed?"

"Push it back!

"You can't play like that with money! Honest account, who is your soul to hook? Say, who came from here to kidnap you?"

Bert could not help thinking of the spring glow he had just seen.

His eyes darkened and his voice became a little dull. "Well," he said, "it was a... The devil in the water carried off..."

There was a loud noise from the phone, like a cellphone dropping on the floor.

"Are you mistaken? I was just saying it. Are you serious? Can't it be her?"

"If it's all right, don't say it."

"Wait! I've got something to report. Bane Reed's been secretly stopped."

At this, Bert put the magazine aside, crossed his legs, and leaned back on the couch in a casual but aggressive position.

"That man is more skilled than I am. We can only find out what happened before Ben Reed went to prison. Nothing else."

"You can't?

Tom's panic broke out. "Bert Ron! How can you say that about me! Just wait! I don't believe I can't!"

Bert rubbed his temples, thinking that the matter was easy to find out, and that it was obstructed.

"Boss, maybe what we found out earlier is not the truth."

Bert's face fell.

'What's the matter?

"Bane Reed's profile has been tampered with, and the Norville Hotel surveillance has not been able to trace her presence. That's all we know."

Bert's face darkened. "Get Jick to look it up, too!" he said.

"Boss, is there anyone else who knows what happened? I think you are being deliberately targeted. Don't worry, I'll look into it. I'm sure I'll find out all about it."

When the call was over, Bert looked terrible.

Six years ago he had been tricked and drugged by the old man, who wanted to threaten him with his child, and then he hid in another room, not thinking...

"No, isn't it?

I heard Bane's nervous voice in my ear.

Bert pulled his thoughts back, and his eyes fell on Bane.

Just a glance, was amazed to.

That is a white halter skirt, the chest is a deep collar design, white skin large exposed, there is a very delicate collarbone can not help but let a person imagination.

Delicate lace decorative dress hem, waist tied with a thin ribbon, the slender waist was reflected incisively and vividly.

Such she, like a lotus like Qingli but people, pure in showing a trace caress fawn.

This is probably, the soul of it!

The sight of Bert looking at her, without speaking, was rather disconcerting. The dress he had chosen was, simply, a little too revealing.

The thin straps around her shoulders always gave her the feeling that they would break.

But all the others said it was nice, and only Bert's face looked very strange.

"That I, went to change."

With that, Bane decided to go back to the fitting room.

Bert stood up and said, "Bring me a shawl."

The saleswoman soon brought a tulle shawl and helped Bane to put it on.

Large areas of skin were covered, and Bane was less perturbed.

"That's it!" said Bert, forcing down the corner of his mouth that was about to turn up.

"Young lady, let me help you pick a pair of shoes to match, we can also help you fix a makeup look."

Bane was about to refuse when Bert's voice said, "Sit down!"

Bane sank into a chair, and soon a clerk brought shoes for her to change into, while another tried to fix her makeup.

Bert took out his card and paid the money, refusing to let Bane refuse.

Bane gave in. After all, she had saved him once, and it was her reward. She kept reassuring herself.

After dressing Bane up, Bert's eyes were full of surprise.

She was tall and slender, and when she put on her high heels she looked very conspicuous. It was a match made in heaven to stand beside Bert.

The assistant could not help but praise: "Miss and Mr. Really make a match made in heaven!"

Bane's face was suddenly filled with embarrassment and she moved aside, remembering very well that Bert was married to Betsy.

The cell phone rang in his ear, and Bane quickly pressed the answer.

"Bane, what have you been doing? Why don't you come over?"

Ward's anxious voice came on the phone.

Bane quickly replied, "Something's happened to me. Go right over!"

"Well, I was a little worried about you when Maria said you were suddenly gone."

And sure enough, it was Maria who was playing the devil. How much hatred did she have to start playing these tricks?

Bane suppressed his anger and said, "I'll be right there."

When they had hung up, Bane said quickly to Bert, "I really appreciate the help this time, Mr. Ron, but I'm not going to pay you back, and I don't think you're going to pursue it, so I'm going ahead."

And she was going away, when Bert suddenly caught her by the wrist.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Ron?

"I'll take you there."

"No..."

"You can't get a cab here."

Bane knew that, and it was a long way to go. There wasn't enough time, and if you kept everyone waiting for her, you'd be a public enemy from now on.

And that's probably what Maria was aiming for.

Bane braced himself and said, "Thank you."

When they got in, Bane told Bert the place, and the two men remained silent all the way.

The air conditioner was on, and Bane's hair, which was still wet, was a little cold, which made her wince.