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?

Camille smiled shyly. He was indeed the man she fell in love with at first sight.

for Hera’s presence, Camille would almost believe he genuinely liked her, judging from their encounter at the door and

fell on Hera once again, his eyes softened in a way that didn’t belong to

up on the man she loved. Camille ignored it, continuing “Speaking of which,

me during the pirate hijacking on the high seas. If it weren’t for the urgent dispatch of special forces, thousands of people on the

No wonder Camille was so enthusiastic. She wanted to repay her gratitude

suddenly felt a touch on her loot. She was caught off guard but instantly realized whose foot

on the soup and coughed. She looked at Bernard in shock. What was he trying to do?

rush. We can leave once you’re tall,” Bernard said mischievously, handing her

I remind you of the purpose of tonight’s agenda? You should let Ms. Chime check your illness.”

in her eyes seemed to say, “Mr. Killian, as a man, you should be a gentleman and come over to Dr. Chime’s side.”

at him discreetly, and she saw a mischievous smile on his

first encounter to share how they were fated and how well–suited they were for each other. But it seemed like background noise to these two.

but they were openly exchanging flirtatious glances