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

pig seemed dissatisfied with Bernard calling it that and grunted before

suddenly caught a

and it gradually approached Hera with

seemed to remember something before granting happily as it circled around Hera

by its cute behavior. She squatted down

its eyes

called

name, i the line

enough to express its happiness. It almost squeezed into Hera’s arms,

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

thar Tiramisu had

nestling in Hera’s arms and

in its lifetime was the

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

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

discontentedly at

Bernard’s sharp gaze and immediately

it crawled back into its

of dark eyes was moist as it looked at

went over to rub its little head.

“Tiramisu, good boy.”

was soft, devoid of the previous coldness.

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