Under the heiress facade

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Chapter 194

It was unknown whether Hera’s comforting embrace or Bernard’s aggravating words were the ones working wonders, for Tiramisu looked a lot better after a while. Not only did in

stop shivering, but it also jumped to the floor and began sniffing around the plane, as though it was exploring a brand new territory.

Bemard told Douglas to keep an eye on Tiramisu before taking Hera back to the bedroom. “You can take a few photos of me here for now!

Hera accepted the camera mutely. She began to tinker with the camera to findout how to use it

The moment she raised ber head, Bernard had already taken off his jacket and shirt, revealing his sculpted and scarred body,

Needless to say, Hera was rendered speechless.

Based on how quickly Bernard had stripped, it seemed that he was pretty used to stripping in front of others.

Heta lifted the camera and took a photo of Bernard to gauge her skills. After navigating to the album and selecting the photo, she glanced at it before quietly passing the camera to Bernard

“Should the photo look like this?”

Bernard accepted the camera and looked at the photo. He was so stunned that he couldn’t utter a word.

silent Bernard was.

photos, let alone selfles. It was only natural for her to be

still stunned by the photo. There was a cunning joke on the Internet claiming that the photos taken by boyfriends often depicted their girlfriends from the worst angle. It turned out that Hera somehow

fine was all

after some practice,” Bernard

anything in

“I’ll teach you.”

before swapping the camera back to the photo–taking mode. He pointed the camera at various objects in the room and began explaming the photo–taking techniques that

photos of Bernard from time to

Lumiville Airport. At that time, Hera was finally able to

a car outside the airport and went on a half–hour–long trip. After

out in the forest. Even the sea there was azure blue, though there was no one to

two days, so the entire island

if she truly believed Douglas‘ excuse.

arrived at a private villa. They rested right after having anice

when Hera

weren’t that strong anymore. That was when Hera decided to change into

baggage Bernard had prepared for her, she saw a colorful assortment of sundresses and underwear. There was even a wide–brimmed hat and extra pairs of sandals stowed away

beach would be cleared out, so I

into a white tank top and a