Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 86

Hera had barely tasted the dish, so she obediently nodded. “Yeali

“Say ‘Please, Bernie‘ then,” Bemand requested. As he finished his words, he braced himself, expecting Hera to meet his request with a chilly response.

Yet, the temptation of delle konis food was too

Bimatoprsist, Without hesitation, she called out, “Please, Bernie,”

With that, Bernard’s hand twitched imperceptibly, and his throat tightened, is spur–of–the–moment decision to have tena address him differently suddenly felt weighty.

It wasn’t the first time people had called him “Berule,” but heating lil banderafelt different,

As Heta spoke, her mind telt logry, as if the food had clouded her thoughts. She couldn’t believe she fell for his charm. Despite her racing heart, she accepted the steak calmily and continued eating.

as was the bacon. Ilent convinced herself she was only complying for the sake of the food.

sattacing each other, lost in their thoughts. ng

Bernard stopped her. “Leave

kept an eye

Chime,” Bemard sakl, deliberately observing:

then glanced up as she asked, “Why do you

vaguely remembered Camille. They

since

an international medical conference before. She knew Camille had

medical prodigy in

and then offered a reasnuble explanation, “To assess her medical

somewhat displeased “Don’t you believe that

arranged someone else for me,” Berard explained, his tone carrying a hint

Hera said firmly, her tone cold and detached. It was a stark contrast from her earlier compliance. At

family, I’m isolated and defenseless, I have