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.

suddenly had

dissatisfied with Bernard calling it that and grunted before opening its mouth as if to bite

suddenly caught a

it gradually

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

its cute behavior. She squatted down and patted

closed its eyes in

called out

i the line pig happily nudged Hera’s

squeezed into Hera’s arms, vigorously rubbing its head against her to seek more affection.

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

Tiramisu had passed

response while nestling in Hera’s arms

lifetime was the greatest happiness

lifted it up

been neutered so long ago, and you’re still in heat?” Bernard said coldy, his tone tinged with

granted discontentedly at Beard

it felt Bernard’s sharp gaze and immediately

as it crawled back

was moist as

melted by its cuteness and went over to rub its little head.

“Tiramisu, good boy.”

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