Under the heiress facade

Chapter 42

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Chapter 42

Bernard replied, “Okay.”

The elevator reached the top floor.

There was only one unit on the top floor.

Bernard used his fingerprint to open the door, and a pink little creature rushed out from the house, robbing against his leg and grunting.

I was a pink pot–bellied pig!

A distinguished man like Bernard was actually raising a pig!

Just how much did he love pigs?

Hera would never forget the day of her fifth birthday when she received a small pot–bellied pig he had given ber

It looked very similar to this one. Shenamed it after her favorite dessert, Tiramisu,

“Pig, look who’s here.” Bernard bent down and reached out to turn the pig’s head, which was rubbing against his pants, toward Hera.

Hera was speechless.

had a

that and grunted before opening its mouth as

nose suddenly caught a familar

and it gradually approached Hera

it stopped at Hera’s heel. It seemed to remember something before granting happily as it circled around Hera and rubbed against her

charmed by its cute behavior. She squatted down and

pig closed its eyes in enjoyment.

called

line pig happily

happiness. It almost squeezed into Hera’s arms, vigorously rubbing its head against

picked it up. “It’s really you, Tiramisu, I thought you

thought thar Tiramisu had passed away.

granted twice in response while nestling in Hera’s arms and close its eyes

lifetime was the greatest happiness for

lasted only three minutes. A large hand abruptly lifted it up from Hera’s arms and threw it back

still in heat?” Bernard said coldy, his tone tinged with displeasure.

discontentedly at Beard

felt Bernard’s sharp gaze and

as it crawled back into its pigsty

moist as it looked at Hera

its cuteness and went over

“Tiramisu, good boy.”

devoid

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