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…

pig seemed dissatisfied with Bernard calling it that and grunted before opening its

suddenly caught a familar

twitched, and it gradually approached Hera

to remember something before granting happily as

was charmed by its cute behavior. She squatted down and patted its head.

its eyes in enjoyment.

called out

the line pig happily nudged

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

by its anties and picked it up. “It’s really you, Tiramisu, I thought

thar Tiramisu had passed

in Hera’s

lifetime was the greatest happiness

abruptly lifted it up from Hera’s arms and threw it back into

been neutered so long ago, and you’re still in heat?”

discontentedly at

next moment, it felt Bernard’s sharp

and sniveled as it crawled back into its pigsty

eyes was moist as it looked at Hera

its cuteness and went over

“Tiramisu, good boy.”

was soft, devoid

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