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

lost in their thoughts. ng breakfast, Yet,

the initiative to clean up, but Bernard stopped her. “Leave It. The maid will

kept an

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

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

vaguely remembered

since her

before. She knew Camille had

medical prodigy

reasnuble explanation, “To assess

believe that I’ll

do, but Chad doesn’t know that and arranged someone else for me,” Berard explained, his tone carrying a hint of resentment as he portrayed himself as a

Hera said firmly, her tone cold and detached. It was a stark contrast from her earlier compliance. At that moment, she seemed like

family, I’m isolated and defenseless, I have no choice but to follow Chad’s orders if I