Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 162

“Grandmaster, please! We’re begging you! Please spare our lives!”

The men began groveling even more to the point that they began smashing their foreheads against the floor, causing their heads to bleed

At that moment, a phone’s ringtone cut through the atmosphere.

Bernard picked up the ringing phone casually. When he saw the caller ID, a hint of warmth surfaced on his cold–looking face.

He parted his thin lips to utter, “Keep it down.”

The three men grasped onto the final line of hope, thinking that they could still reverse the situation. They looked up at Bernard eagerly, waiting for his next line.

Little did they know that Bernard was talking to the bodyguards this whole time.

The bodyguards paired up immediately and approached the men. One person was in charge of covering his target’s mouth and strangling him, while the other took on the responsibility of crippling said target.

bones bring broken could be heard coming from the men. The poor men were in so much pain that they couldn’t utter a sound. Darkness swam around their vision, threatening to

that moment, Bernard answered the call. “Sweetle, are you coming

up, happened to overheat Bernard’s affectionate nickname for Hera being spoken in

really the cold and ruthless

earth was the

intense pain after letting out a few

feeling speechless

only he could remind Bemard to keep up his intimidating front

she heard Bernard’s voice. For

“sweetle” 11 years ago. Back then, she was still living with the Killians. “Sweetie” was Bernard’s

her senses. “I just wanted to remind you to take your meals

missed me,” Bernard replied while

the response. He ended up knocking out his own target, who crumpled to the floor

on the

truth was, she was a little worried about Bernard’s injury.

you at home?” She could hear the thud coming from Bernard’s end of the

alone here. Right, Tiramisu’s with me too,” Bernard

were speechless, to say the least. Were they not supposed to exist?

will arrive soon with the food. You have to pay attention to the doorbell, alright?” Hera