'cooperation again? Since when do I become so popular? Everyone wants to cooperate with me?' Leila
said calmly, " What can I cooperate with you?"
They were only rivals in love, but they were not complementary to each other. They were not
compatible at all. In this case, how could she cooperate with her?
Bertha didn't care about this sentence. As long as she returned to Max, she didn't mind how many
women there were by the side of Max. It was not easy for her to gain a foothold in the entertainment
industry without him.
She voiced out her purpose, "I want to return to the Max."
Leila raised her eyebrows. She was surprised at Bertha's magnanimity. But she wondered why Bertha
was so sure that she would help her. Bertha asked her out.
"Miss Song, do you still believe that Max's childhood sweetheart has come back and you can continue
to stay with him?"
When Leila heard this, she also understood what Bertha meant. As expected, Bertha continued, "I can
let her disappear."
Leila's heart skipped a beat. As a woman, she knew very well that once a woman was certain that she
wanted to do something, she would do whatever she could to reach the goal.
Obviously, Bertha was one of the pursuers. As Leila didn't respond, she continued, "Miss Song, if you
really have confidence in yourself is better than the Max's past lover, I would say nothing."
Leila raised her eyebrows. She played with her phone casually, as if she really didn't care about what
she said. Seeing this, Bertha was a little anxious. She said anxiously, "if you let Rosa come back to the
Max again, you will be impossible, let alone me!"
Leila's hand stopped. She looked at Bertha and asked, "what can you do?"
Hearing her finally answer, Bertha sighed with relief. "You don't need to worry about it. I have my own
way, and you only need to promise me one thing."
Leila asked, "will I help you get back to Max?"
Lily nodded and heard Leila's indifferent tone. "But how can you prove that you can get rid of her?"
Bertha laughed scornfully and said, "I must correct you. I don't mean to chase her away. I just want her
to disappear."
The smile on Leila's face became deeper. She said, "disappear? Are you trying to kill her to keep your
secrets? "
The expression on Bertha's face changed, "I want to kill her, but there are so many people looking at
me. Miss Song, please be careful when you speak. After all, I'm a public figure. If I cause some trouble,
it will be troublesome."
Bertha was on the alert. Leila tapped her fingers on the table, but her tone remained the same. "So
what do you mean, Bertha?"
Bertha knew what she was going to ask. It seemed that she would not believe her if she did not tell her
plan to Rosa.
It's not a big deal to tell her the plan, but she wanted to know her exact answer, so she asked again, "if
Miss Song agrees, I'll tell you everything about the plan."
Leila nodded, "deal."
"It's nothing. I just know some people who are not gangsters," Bertha replied frankly
Bertha looked like a ruffian while speaking. If it weren't for her expensive clothes, Leila would think that
she was working with a female gangster.
"Miss Bertha, are you trying to do something illegal?"
After hearing Leila's question, Bertha glanced at her and said, "Miss Song, you are not right. What you
said is illegal. There are so many rules in the world. What we abide by is different from what others do.
Perhaps others think we are illegal in their eyes."
Leila understood what Bertha meant. The upper class were divided into black and white. Although she
didn't know these people, she heard them. There were some rules that she didn't need to follow.
She continued to ask, "what will happen after it is finished?"
With her arms crossed over her chest, she said casually, "when it's done, you will be proud of yourself
and I will be happy for it. It's a win-win situation."
Taking a look at her, Leila said, "Miss Bertha, I think you have misunderstood. I'm not asking about us,
I'm asking about Rosa."
The look in Bertha's eyes was very strange, as if she was looking at an outsider. She said in a
disdainful tone, "I can't believe that Miss Song would have such a simple mind. Obviously, the result is
obvious. Don't you think Miss Song would have something to do with it?"
Leila paused, "I just want to confirm my guess."
A hint of impatience surfaced on Bertha's face. "Of course, being broke and losing her reputation would
be shameful for her to stay in D City, or perhaps she should feel ashamed to continue to stay by the
side of Max."
Having got the answer she wanted, Leila put on a smile and said, "thank you for your explanation. It's
almost time to go. I'm leaving."
Bertha stopped her, "don't forget our agreement."
With a meaningful smile, Leila responded, "of course."
Bertha watched her leave the coffee shop and made up her mind with her beautiful eyes. The
negotiation finally came to an end.
As Leila walked out of the coffee shop, the man, who stopped exchanging glances with her, followed
her out. They met at a corner, and the man said with a smile on his face, "I have finished what Miss
Song wanted me to do."
Leila looked at him coldly and took out the phone. As she slid the screen, she saw the recording files,
and sneered.
The corporation was based on the mutual trust between the two women. There was more than one
hidden risk between her and Bertha. If they cooperated with each other, she would have a hard time
and sent that document to the man. Leila said in an indifferent tone, "I don't think I need to teach you
what to do, right?"
The man nodded and said, "don't worry, Miss Song. I know what I am doing."
Leila nodded and left. The man grinned from ear to ear while keeping reading the documents from his
phone.
He got the headline this time!
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