From beginning to end, Bertha always had a smile on her face, chatting and drinking tea with Mr. Miller.

Ten minutes later, Harold walked in. "Boss, the young master won't come tonight. He said he's going on a mission."

“In these two days, what urgent task is worth giving up on his fiancée's cleansing party?”

Mr. Miller leaned hard on the ground with his cane. In front of Bertha, he didn't scold Shane too much, so he comforted her. "Don't worry, Bertha, even if I have ...