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 opening its mouth as if

suddenly caught

gradually approached

before granting happily as it circled around Hera and rubbed against her foot. It was seeking

charmed by its cute behavior. She squatted down

closed its eyes

called out

line pig happily nudged Hera’s

It almost squeezed into Hera’s arms,

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

thought thar Tiramisu had passed

Hera’s arms

to see its owner in its lifetime was the greatest happiness for a ple

this happiness lasted only three minutes. A large hand abruptly lifted it up from

ago, and you’re still in heat?”

granted discontentedly

moment, it felt Bernard’s sharp gaze

grunted and sniveled as it crawled back into its pigsty Eke a bullied

dark eyes was moist as it looked at Hera pitifully.

was melted by its cuteness and went over to rub

“Tiramisu, good boy.”

was soft, devoid of the

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