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

moment, Bernard answered the call. “Sweetle,

Hera being spoken in such a gentle manner. He shuddered immediately and lost

cold and ruthless grandmaster of Astral

on earth was the one calling

the intense pain after letting

left feeling speechless and

could remind Bemard to keep up his

she heard Bernard’s voice. For some reason, it managed

she was still living with the Killians. “Sweetie” was Bernard’s favorite

I’m not done with my business yet,” H Hera replied after regaining her senses. “I just wanted to remind you to take your

Bernard replied

response. He ended up knocking out his own

didn’t say anything on the

truth was, she was a little worried about

She could hear the

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

bodyguards were speechless, to say the least. Were

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