Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 165

The sky had already gone dark by the time Hera returned to Skyview Heights.

She opened the front door, soon realizing that the lights in the living room were turned on. Tiramisu came bounding toward her merrily before nuzzling against her legs.

**Tiramisu, has your dad been behaving himself today?” Hera picked Tiramisu up and changed into her indoor slippers at the doorway before entering the living room.

Tiramisu grunted in response if it could speak, it would’ve complained to Hera that Bernard kept misbehaving throughout the day. Not only did he leave the apartment, but he also brought other visitors with him and kept Tiramisu locked up in its pen. Because of him, Tiramisu couldn’t even play in the living room.

Hera spotted Bernard, who was sitting in his wheelchair. He was still wearing the same silk pajamas from this morning. The light cast down on him made him seem a lot fairer than usual He didn’t even bother putting on his slippers, judging from his bare feet on the wheelchair’s pedestals

“Why did you get out of bed?” Hera asked as she put Tiramisu down

Then, she removed her jacket and hung it on the coat rack. She made sure to fetch an extra cardigan from the rack so that she could drape it on Bernard’s shoulders.

Even though the heater was already turned on, the fact that Bernard had just recovered from his illness still stood. It’d be very easy for him to catch another cold since he was only wearing thin pajamas.

across the fabric, asmall smile already playing on his lips.

Bernard can his fingers across t

you see the moment you walk into the

silent at his

before turning to look at the doorway. Strangely

His eyes glinted as he turned to

That word again!

into the kitchen to check the ingredients in the

it was Bernard’s turn to stay silent.

minutes ago, the driver had informed him that Hera had gotten out of the car with a shopping bag How was it possible for the gift to disappear in just ten minutes? Did Hera give that gift to

a bouquet of flowers at the gateway of the residential area yesterday, his eyes darkened

phone and drafted a text message for

that son of yours,” he

confused when he received the

place you’ve been to today?” Bernard asked while wheeling himself toward the kitchen.

midst of clearing out the rotten vegetables from the fridge. She didn’t bother to look

the places I’ve been

that Bernard had hired the driver randomly.

surprised to see that Hera was smarter than she looked. Since she didn’t get mad at him after exposing his lie, he decided not to put up any pretenses

help you with the case,” Bernard

for that,

able to extract any cloes from their bodies, so she could only change her focus on

silent after getting rejected. Did Hera not trust him?