Chapter 95 Things

Bane was about to nod, when the words Bert had just told her were from her.

"No," she said bravely, "I'd better go, and don't bother you."

Helen's taste changed when she heard this, and she looked a little strange, but she still chose to persuade Bane, "You are the president's babysitter, right? Just do your part. As for the rest, don't think about it."

Bane paused. "Sir, I..."

Well, that's right, too.

She did seem to be no different from her nanny now.

Plus, she's doing things a nanny doesn't have to do.

Bane bit his lip and didn't say a word.

Helen continued, "And you really can't go up today. The president's fiancee is in the office right now."

Betsy Reed is here?

"Or I send the lunch to go up, you don't go up, nothing to hurry back."

Bane hesitated, but in the end he didn't go up and asked Helen to take the lunch with him.

Betsy is here, and she really can't be here, because Bert told her to hide her identity.

Helen took the lunch with her and headed straight in the direction of the president's office. But before she could get there, she saw a smartly dressed woman standing in front of the door and she didn't look very well.

Helen quickly looked back, he knew that the woman is the president fiancee, he can not see casually.

He went to the door, knocked once, got an answer from Bert, and then went in, shutting the door behind him.

Bert raised his head, took one look, and then said, "What is it?"

Helen's scalp was tingling and her heart was flying out of her head. He did not know why he was scared by the president's eyes every time he saw him.

"President, I am to send things to you, just met downstairs."

Say that finish, hurriedly put the lunch on the president's desk.

Bert glanced at the luncheon, and in an instant his face darkened, and his face was full of rage.

He stood up at once, his eyes fixed on Helen's face, and he threw out: "Why do you have to make up your own mind? !"

Helen was so startled that she almost fell to her knees.

"President! I'm sorry! I was wrong. I will never give anything to you again, and I should never trust anyone."

Helen's heart in addition to regret or regret, he should not do this bad good man! How was it so easy for him to believe what Ben Reed said?

Bert grew worse and worse, and said angrily, "Where is she? !"

Helen was a little confused, but quickly reacted, carefully replied: "In... In the down stairs..."

Bert was about to go down himself, when he remembered that the intruder was still outside, and forced himself to compose himself.

Helen's face was all blank, he couldn't understand what the president was thinking, had to stand carefully beside.

Bert's face was very cold, and at last he said, "If you keep meddling like that, you'll get out of Ron's house."

"Be!"

Helen slipped out quickly. He was dying to fly out.

Betsy, standing outside the door, could not hear what was going on inside, and could only vaguely tell that Bert was very angry.

She would have done it before, but this time she dared not, and the old lady gave her a stern word that if she did not get this done, she should go away.

Betsy went into the office, a little uneasy, especially when she caught Bert's eye, and could hardly speak. "Bo... Bert, you know, grandma's birthday... It'll be next week. You, Granny wants you to go back and spend some time with me..."

The old lady gave her death orders. That was it.

At that time, the old lady will confirm her identity at the birthday party.

A hint of mockery came into Bert's face, and he said coldly, "You have a choice. Go away yourself, or shall I have someone teach you to go away?"

"Herbert! How could you do this to me?"

Bert sat down in his chair, and said, "Get out!"

He sat so casually, his voice so impatient, but her temperament was not affected at all.

A look of fascination came over Betsy's face, and she felt that Sicko was not a finger of Bert's.

But Bert had never given her the right eye, and had been cold to her for six years, even when she stood naked in front of him, and had been thrown out.

Of course she could not bear it, and then, in the presence of such a fierce pursuit as that of Sichio, she could not resist the temptation.

Betsy was very unhappy. If she couldn't get Bert, she was sure to take Mrs. Ron's place.

"Herbert! Grandma's getting worse every day, and it's time to let go of all the resentful stuff, Grandma's seventieth birthday is next week, and you'll still have to turn up, if only for the Ron family's sake..."

'I don't want to say it twice!

My relationship with Norton is legally mother to son. It's not unreasonable for Grandma to ask to see her great-grandson. If you don't show up, I'll let Norton show up."

This remark succeeded in catching Bert's attention.

But Bert's angry look made Betsy sweat.

It was a long time before Bert curled his mouth with a cold smile and said, "Yes, I'll go."

Betsy's face brightened at this, Bert said yes, her job was done, and she was impatient to get out of the office.

After she walked out of the office, she adjusted her clothes and left with the envious eyes of all the female employees.

She enjoys the attention, especially the envious stares when others look at her.

Betsy enjoyed the feeling so much that she walked very slowly. Then she got out of the elevator. The women at the front desk all stood up and bowed respectfully toward her.

Betsy looked at them contemptuously, but she quickly drove away in her car.

When she left, the receptionists breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is she the president's fiancee? She's carrying a limited edition bag!"

"Yeah, she's wearing the hottest fashion week outfit of all time!"

"This is bliss! And the president is so good-looking, she saved the galaxy in a previous life!"