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 premonition…

little pot–bellied pig seemed dissatisfied with Bernard calling it that and grunted before opening its mouth as

pinkle pig nose suddenly caught

and it gradually

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

by its cute behavior. She squatted down and patted

its eyes in

Mera called out tentatively

the line pig

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

up. “It’s really

thought thar Tiramisu

in response while nestling in Hera’s arms and

to see its owner in its lifetime was the greatest

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

you’re still in heat?” Bernard said

discontentedly at Beard

next moment, it felt Bernard’s sharp gaze and immediately cowered

it crawled back into its pigsty Eke

was moist as it looked at

and went over to rub its little head.

“Tiramisu, good boy.”

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