Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 89

Hera switched off her phone, feeling a bit relieved at last. She’d leave once she got the Eclipse Stone next week and cured Bernard’s Ullness. That way, she wouldn’t even have to care about Bernard meeting other women.

“Mr. Killian; sounds a bit distant Cancall you “Bernie” Instead?” Camille asked Bernard with sincerity.

Hera remained silent overhearing their conversation.

“As long as you like it,” Bernard replied casually, his gaze returning to Hera. She sipped her tomato cream soup, seemingly unfazed by Camille’s presence.

Bernard was perplexed. Was his tactic of playing hard to get failing miserably? Was Hera only interested in food and games?

She used to say she liked him the most when she was younger. How had she changed so much?

she fell

not for Hera’s presence, Camille would almost believe he genuinely liked her, judging from their encounter at the door and Bernard’s gentlemanly

fell on Hera once again, his eyes softened in a way that didn’t belong to her. She then realized everything she had done had prepared the way for

she loved. Camille ignored it, continuing “Speaking of which, Bernie, we have a

during the pirate hijacking on the high seas. If it weren’t for the urgent dispatch

while drinking her soup. No wonder Camille was so enthusiastic. She wanted

thoughts, Hera suddenly felt a touch on her loot. She was caught

coughed. She looked at Bernard in shock. What

your time. There’s no need to rush. We can leave once you’re tall,” Bernard said

the purpose of tonight’s agenda? You

Killian, as a man, you should be

and she saw a mischievous smile on his

She had passionately recounted their first encounter to share how they were fated and how well–suited they were for each other. But it seemed like background noise

that, but they were openly exchanging flirtatious glances in front