Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 172

The sad truth was that Douglas never got to go on a vacation

On the way home, Bernard’s car got stuck in a traffic jam, thanks to the evening rush hour. Typically speaking, they could reach Skyview Heights in over ten minutes. But they were stack in the jam for half an hour this time. Unfortunately, they had yet to reach their destination

Hera leaned against the seat while playing on her phone. Suddenly, she felt something weighing her shoulder down. It turned out that Bernard had rested his head against her shoulder.

She harmed to see Bernard’s face, which was magnified before her. Did he fall asleep on her shoulder?

Only when Hera was staring at Beard from this angle did she rear how thick and long his eyelashes actually were. Now that his eyes were closed, his eyelashes were able to cast down crescent shadows on the spot under his eyes.

Bernard’s skin was smoother than that of a regular woman’s. The outlines of his tallnose and sharp jaw were accentuated even more, thanks to the glow of the streetlights.

Anyone would killed to have a face as gorgeous as Bernard’s.

Hera’s mind began to wander as she stared at Bernard blankly.

Douglas focused on driving the whole time. Once the jam finally cleared up, he put his foot on the gas pedal and sped down the road

Skyview Heights was just right ahead. Douglas stole a glance in the rearview mirror at that moment, only to get stabbed in the heart at the sweet and tender sight.

wake up from the jolt? Would he be dissatisfied because he was ruining the rare moment?

getting into the car earlier. Realization

like that, the car drove past the gateway

the sake of Bemard’s tore happiness. In a way, he was also

three

the fourth lap, the security pod posted at the gateway couldn’t hold himself back any longer. He

find the entrance properly? You’ve already done three

of her trance, thanks to Doughs applying the brakes abruptly.

car fell silent

they unanimously decided to avoid bringing up

dinner, Hera reminded Bernard to take his medicine on time. Then, she

pajamas. She then tapped on WhatsApp before switching to Shadow’s WhatsApp

where he wanted her to become his wife. Her thought for a few moments before an idea popped into her bead.

her keypad for awhile

was about to send a photo to the grandmaster

moment Hera answered it, she heard Gino’s voice drifting from the

to pick up my calls earlier, and you didn’t even call me back! Yet, you picked up Mom’s call right away! Am I even your actual

missed calls

“What’s the matter?”

if there’s nothing going on? Why aren’t you coming

on Gino the moment she heard his complaints. Instead,

grandmaster of Astral Nova in order to find out how to get her hands on the century–old pardyroot.