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

thoughts. ng breakfast, Yet,

to clean up, but Bernard stopped her. “Leave It. The maid will handle it. Tonight,

kept an eye out for Tiramisu trying to snatch leftovers.

Chime,” Bemard sakl, deliberately observing: Herd’s reaction.

and then glanced up as she asked, “Why do you want me to

remembered

country since her teens.

at an international medical conference before. She knew

a medical prodigy

paised and then offered a reasnuble explanation, “To

believe that I’ll be able to cure your

arranged someone else for me,” Berard explained, his

refuse,” Hera said firmly, her tone cold and detached. It was a stark contrast from her earlier compliance. At that moment, she seemed like a fair–weather partner, disengaging now that they’d each

“weakling in the Killian family, I’m isolated and defenseless, I have no choice but to follow Chad’s orders if I want to survive, Bernard