Venn's expression became stiff and serious.

He furrowed his eyebrows, his voice was very low. “Even if he doesn't come, I can still save you. Did he tell you this?”

Bertha let out a sigh, she put down her teacup, stood up, walked towards the door, and said. “He didn't say anything, I guessed it myself.”

Venn looked at the cup of tea that hadn't touched a single drop, his expression was complicated, not knowing what he was thinking.

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