Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 87

Lost in thought, Douglas nulled over Bernard’s words. A supposed weakling capable of executing enemies in special ops? Vulnerable and isolated within the Killian family?

Wasn’t he the one who disregarded family ties and intentionally seized control of the family business to undermine the Killian family? Yet he said he was forced to go along with Chad’s demands?

“Boss, it’s a real shame you’re not an actor!” Douglas thought.

Douglas noticed all eyes on him, including Tiramisu’s. What was with Bernard’s death stare?

“I didn’t hear a thing. Carry on, you two,” Douglas quipped

Hera and Bernard were speechless.

At nightfall, on the

the top floor of the Luxent Hotel, Camille stood by the flour–to–ceiling window in a champagne–colored feathered gown. She gazed out at the city’s night view

a setup of flowers, fine wine, candlelight, and glasses

your dream guy,” Amelia said, handing her

smiled gracefully, taking

champagne, Amelia handed Camille a card. “Make the most of this date, and here’s

glanced at the card, realizing it was a room key card. She playfully protested,

aman. You’ve waited for him for six years. Do

a moment but accepted the

laid eyes on

took her a long time to discover that he was Bernard from the Killian family, but he had always been in the army. By the time Bernard was discharged, she had already gone abroad for further studies, and

had to make the most of it. But

it. Good luck on your date.” Amelia checked

her hand. But what outweighed

went to touch up her makeup

Killian has arrived and

tipped the waiter before letting him leave. She then took the emergency exit,

elevators opened

late, and she happened to see Bernard stepping out of the adjacent