Bertha originally had no intention of going to the party, but if Kirjani invited her, she would go.

Half an hour later, Anne knocked on the door and came in. She placed an exquisite gift box on Bertha's table.

“Director, someone sent you this, the recipient's name is your name.”

“I know, go do your job.”

Waiting for Anne to leave, Bertha stood up and opened the gift box.

It was an evening dress, and the style quite suited her taste, this Kirjani kid was ...