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

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

nose suddenly caught

pe’s nose twitched, and it gradually approached Hera

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

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

pig closed its eyes

called out tentatively

line pig

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

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

thar Tiramisu had passed

in Hera’s

owner in its lifetime was the

hand abruptly lifted it up from Hera’s arms and

in heat?” Bernard said coldy, his tone

discontentedly at Beard

felt Bernard’s sharp

and sniveled as it crawled back into its pigsty

of dark eyes was moist as it looked at Hera

cuteness and went

“Tiramisu, good boy.”

devoid of the

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