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

seemed dissatisfied with Bernard calling it that and grunted before opening its mouth as if to

pig nose suddenly caught a familar scent.

gradually

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

its cute behavior. She squatted down and patted its head.

its

called out

name, i the line pig happily nudged Hera’s hand.

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

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

thar Tiramisu had

twice in response while nestling in Hera’s arms

to see its owner in its 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

in heat?” Bernard

discontentedly at

next moment, it felt Bernard’s sharp

it grunted and sniveled as it crawled back into its pigsty

moist as it looked at Hera pitifully.

melted by its cuteness and went over to rub

“Tiramisu, good boy.”

soft, devoid of the previous coldness.

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