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 “Processor, your approach to starting this conversation feels rather outdated.”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

of the name, Hera felt a shiver down her spine.

years ago, Hera was mistakenly taken in by the Killian

years ago, Bernard’s father, Albert Killian, died on his deathbed, Albert spoused his

before Greg was due to

son, Lucius, Lucius

believe Lucius would harm his brother. After months of searching for answers, Daphne finally uncovered a

way back in the Kilian residence, she died in a sudden car accident along with the driver

set the house

survived. Hera’s heart swelled with

turned out that Hera wasn’t biologically related to Lucius and Daphne, she felt a deep gratitude toward them for raising her

gather evidence. Her next step would

she uncovered the true culprit, she wouldn’t trust anyone from the Killian family, not evan

pushing aide the fear Ingering in her

daughter of the Everetts!*

realized that knowing her true identity wouldn’t be difficult with

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

“YOU”

and alot demeanor, He couldn’t fathom whytter,

like it was breaking apart. He frowned, and his once handsome face

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

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