Under the heiress facade

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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 “Processor, your approach to starting this conversation feels rather outdated.”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 emotions.

felt a shiver down her spine. She reallord she had indeed been

taken in by the Killian family and lived with them

deathbed, Albert spoused his third

Greg was due to take over, he was

evidence at the scene pointed to Hera’s father and Albert’s sixth son, Lucius, Lucius was accused of killing his brother for

Daphne, couldn’t believe Lucius would harm his brother. After months of searching for answers,

died in a sudden car accident along with the driver responsible.

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

heart swelled with emotions as she reminisced about those multuous

biologically related to Lucius and Daphne, she felt a deep

step would be a journey to jetburgh to prove Lucius‘

Killian family,

in her heart. “I’m not Cecily Billian. My name is Hera Youngworth.”

You’re the daughter of the Everetts!*

then she realized that knowing her true

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

“YOU”

alot demeanor, He couldn’t fathom whytter, ce so close to him, had become so

his head teh like it was breaking apart. He frowned, and his once handsome face twisted in

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