Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 88 as

Alarm bells were going off in Camille’s mind, but she flashed a smile and asked, “And who might this be?”

“I’m his secretary,” Hera replied casually,

“What’s your last name? You look young, like a 17 or 18–year–old teenager,” Camille probed further.

“You don’t have to know.” Hera telt irritated as she glanced at their hands. Was this just a handshake or were they holding hands?

Taken aback by Hera’s response, Camille remained silent.

Bernard was caught off guard by Hera’s proactive disclosure of her identity, though her tone carried a hint of displeasure. Was she jealous? He smirked and deliberately prolonged the handshake.

“Mr. Killian, you’ve got quite an interesting secretary,” Camille remarked with a faint smile. She attempted to withdraw her hand, but Bernard’s grip lingered

lips sparked excitement in

moment, Camille Enked arms with Bernard and led him into the private room.

hands but refrained from shaking Camille off rudely. Instead, he glanced at Hera,

was

the same time, she was unwilling to leave them alone in the room.

room, where she saw a long table set with flowers, wine, and candlelight, with a chair on each side. Was this for medical consultation or romantic matchmaking?

lounge area, she pulled out a chair and seated herself

two chat. I’ll be here,” she said as she put on earphones

remained silent as

as she struggled to comprehend the situation. How could his secretary be so audacious? And shouldn’t a secretary like her be outside to assist

was at a loss for words. Whether it was her imagination or not, Bernard

would have

her to do so. She signaled the waiter to bring another

anticipated romantic date was shattered by the

and Bernard charting leisurely. Meanwhile, her phone screen displayed an alarming 50% error