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Chapter 12

As they reached the turn of the stairs, Bernard, who was in the lead, abruptly stopped. Fortunately, Hera stopped just in time to avoid bumping into him.

Bernard turned around, his gaze intense as he looked at Hera “Miss, do I know you from somewhere?!

Hera’s heart skipped a beat, but she kept a straight face as she stepped back. “Processor, your approach to starting this conversation feels rather outdated.”

Bemard stayed quiet. He edged closer to Hera, his gaze intensifying with a flurryet emotions.

Was Heraunable to recognize him? Or was she deliberately choosing to Ignore him?

Asernard drew closer, his towering figure standing at six and a half feet–cast a shadow over Hera, who, at five and a half feet, felt overwhelmed by his presence

The Bernard before her bore no resemblance in his former gentle self.

Hera instinctively stepped back as Bernard steadily approached. She stopped abruptly when she felt the will against her back.

“Do you really not remember me? Cecily Killian!”

With his hand against the wall, Bernard glanced down at her. His eyes

a surge of

the name, Hera felt a shiver down her spine.

taken in by the Killian family and

his deathbed, Albert spoused

was due to take over, he was murdered

son, Lucius, Lucius was accused of killing his brother for power and was promptly imprisoned.

After months of searching for answers, Daphne finally uncovered a

she died

She set the house on fire, faked their deaths, and spirited Hera andy

might not have survived. Hera’s heart

related to Lucius and Daphne, she felt a deep gratitude toward them for

step would be a journey to jetburgh to

the true culprit, she wouldn’t trust anyone from the Killian family, not evan Bernard, who had once

Bemard’s crimson eyes after pushing aide the fear Ingering in

an Everett, You’re the daughter of the Everetts!* Bernard retorted

her true identity wouldn’t be difficult with a bit

we have no connection anymore. Please, step aside,” Hera asserted.

“YOU”

his sudden coldness and alot demeanor, He couldn’t fathom whytter, ce so close to

apart. He frowned, and his once handsome

veins on his hand pressed against the wall. It looked like he was righting to control

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