Chapter 241

In the office of the President of Tibble Corporation.

 Mr. Devon was still screaming. "What does it mean that she avoids meeting other people every day? My nephew is dead, is she still pretending to be sad? Does she think she can escape the problem of managing the Tibble Group?"

 "You quickly call her here. I must have an explanation for this today."

 Allison wanted to slap this old fox.

 But she understands that, in front of others, she needs to be calm.

 "Mr. Devon, Miss. Bertha has been sick recently, why are you threatening us like that..."

 Before she could finish her sentence, the door to the Chairman's office opened.

 Bertha wore a tight black dress and light makeup, her face was both delicate and seductive, but inside her eyes were still as cold and arrogant as before.

 She didn't even look at Mr. Devon, her face cold, walked to the Chairman's desk and sat down.

 "Sa