Bertha gritted her teeth, she pinched his cheek, and said.

“Last night you admitted with your mouth that you took Laura away, but now you deny it, don't you feel it's too late?”

Laura?

Derek's eyes were stunned, his expression determined. “Laura? Isn't she in prison?”

Bertha pursed her lips and did not respond. Her eyes still looked at him coldly, as if she wanted to see how much longer he could act.

Derek knew she didn't trust him at all. “Bertha, ...