My Life with the CEO

Negotiating

The knife was attached to Leonel's neck. Although hard-earned Bertha held onto a Leonel who did not even have enough strength to stand upright. The orphan was quite pitiful and very unfortunate. It's too late for her to know the truth, if Bertha doesn't really love her.

Bertha grinned widely with pushy eyes at the police, who were brandishing a gun at her. If he dies, then Leonel must die too. His hand pressed against Leonel's neck and managed to create a scratch there. Leonel was not even able to speak with swollen and purulent lips.

"Don't act rashly, ma'am." said the policeman. Two of his colleagues were still outside the house on guard. They don't know what's going on inside. The policeman glanced at his colleague lying on the floor, with blood beginning to seep out.

"You guys want to arrest me?" Bertha's eyes twitched.

"We will only take you to the police station, to explain the case related to the fantasy group" said the police officer still with a position brandishing weapons.

"Haha.haha..are you guys taking me away? I'm not going anywhere!" say it firmly.

"There's a summons for you, ma'am. We'd better go. Let go of the poor boy. We can help with the treatment." Police are still trying to negotiate.

"You think I care about the call?! I'll kill this kid, if you get any closer!" Bertha sizzled when she saw the policeman getting closer to her.

The police stayed on the spot. He saw that behind the woman there was no way out. His partner could not enter and paralyzed the woman from behind. If he continued to press forward, the woman who could not think clearly, would hurt the poor child.

"Maa... Maaah... Leee.

"Prophey yes sayanggg... Mommy is done soon... Then we'll go see your father together. You sit there sweet." she said in a soft voice, which was very different from how she spoke to the police.

The police looked at the disabled young man. Still with his head tilted and drool dripping, the young man let out his tears. Seemingly, despite his weak body and the carelessness of speech, the young man's brain could still work.

Apologizing inwardly, the policeman pointed his gun at the disabled young man.

"If you don't let go of the boy, then I'll be rude to this boy."

Laura laughs loudlyss. Laura's laughter made the policemen on guard enter immediately. There is something strange about this laugh. As they entered, they saw that terrifying scene. The other two policemen immediately pulled out a gun and pointed it at Bertha.

"You cops are gonna kill me? Haha... Is that how law enforcement acts on a widow and an orphan?" Bertha spoke cynically.

"Don't mess around, madam. Let go of the boy and we can talk very well." said a police officer.

"Talk well, but you cocked the gun and pointed it at the widow and the orphan?!" bertha snarled with ferocious.

"Because you intend to injure a child and injure our colleague" the police said.

A moment of silence. Bertha's eyes seemed to be spinning. He looked at the two policemen in front of him. A police officer was crouching and checking on his colleague. The police body was standing in the way.

"You can take your partner away. And I will release this child if you qualify me." Bertha finally said.

"Well madam, what do you want?" said another policeman. He took a few steps back with eyes still not separated from Bertha. He gives his partner a chance to pull the body of their friend who is still unconscious. After being pulled out and propped up against a wall, one of the policemen contacted the superiors

"I'll let go of this kid, if you bring Andrew here!" Pinta Bertha firmly.

"I don't want to! I want Andrew to come here and see me right now!" Bertha cried out violently and the knife pressed down upon Leonel's neck.

"good. Good. Madame. We'll try to call Mr. Andrew." The policeman stretched his hand so that Bertha could be calmer.

"I'm gonna put this gun down. We can negotiate well."

"I just want Andrew to come here! Just Andrew! Haha Haha." Bertha's laughter was so dry.

"Okay, my partner is in contact with Mr. Andrew. But...why do you want to meet her? Is Mr Andrew your husband?" The police fishing rod, trying to break Bertha's concentration.

"My husband??" Bertha's laughter returned.

"He's my biggest enemy! The man who killed my sister and my lover!" Bertha's eyes glared. The look on her face full of hatred was also very tense. The veins on his neck and on his forehead protrude out.

"Enemies? Then what are you going to do to Mr Andrew?"

The police kept talking to Bertha. While one of his colleagues was in contact with the police chief, telling him about the situation as well as Bertha's requirements. The other colleague, slowly approached the disabled young man in the electric wheelchair. He intended to bring the young man out, in order to be saved from Bertha's rampage.

"Hold there! Don't try to take my son away!!!!!!" bertha shouted fiercely looking at the police who tried to push the wheelchair.

The police's hand was stopped from his activities. He looked at his companion who had earlier invited Bertha to speak. Denngan slightly shook his head, he forbade the associate to continue his activities. The negotiating police could feel, if Bertha in the meantime did not harm the disabled young man.

"You're okay, aren't you, baby?" bertha said gently to her disfigured Son.

"Ii.ii.. ii... yaaa.." she replied weakly and stuttered.

"good. I won't let them hurt let alone take you away from my side. Everything will be finished soon and fine." Bertha said gently.

"Mom.mommy... I'm tired..." Leonel finally let out a weak voice. His body degenerated from leaning on Bertha's body.

"Hi's an upright fool! Why you must be weak! You still owe me a lot, when he showed me your service." whispered Bertha firmly in Leonell's ear.

"Yes. mommy." said Leonel with great difficulty.

"Mrs.. release the child. We promise not to take you to the police station. We are talking about this matter again very well." said the policeman who felt sorry to see the situation Leonel.

"Are you okay, son?" ask him to Leonel.

"It's okay. I was serving mommy. " said Leonel with a soft look.

The policeman gasped at Leonel's reply. This poor little kid's been brainwashed. How is it possible to be used as a hostage can be said to be devoted.

"Quickttt!!!!! Where's Andrewwww!!!!" bertha shouted loudly and with anger.