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.

poor men were in so much pain that

call.

target up, happened to overheat Bernard’s affectionate nickname for Hera being spoken in such a gentle

the cold and ruthless grandmaster of

earth was the one

intense pain after letting

Samson was left feeling

his intimidating front as the grandmaster of Astral

the other hand, Hera’s breath was lodged in her throat the moment she heard Bernard’s voice. For some reason, it

11 years ago. Back then, she was still

“I just wanted to remind you to take your

thought you missed me,” Bernard

He ended up knocking out his own target, who crumpled to the floor with a

didn’t say anything on the

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

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

with me too,” Bernard

say the

soon with the food. You