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 a

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

pig nose suddenly

gradually approached Hera

heel. It seemed to remember something before granting happily as it circled around Hera and rubbed

cute behavior. She

its eyes in enjoyment.

Mera called out

the line pig happily nudged Hera’s

this was not enough to express its happiness. It almost squeezed into

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

Tiramisu had passed away.

granted twice in response while nestling in Hera’s

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 into its plasty

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

discontentedly at

the next moment, it felt Bernard’s sharp gaze

as it crawled back into its pigsty Eke a bullied victim.

moist as it looked at

melted by its cuteness and went

“Tiramisu, good boy.”

devoid

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