Under the heiress facade

.

Chapter 203

“What’s wrong?” Bernard asked as he noticed Hera holding the first aid kit.

“I’m going to clean your wound,” she replied, moving to the bedside and opening the kit.

“What wound?” Bernard asked nonchalantly, toweling his wet hair.

Hera’s cheeks flushed slightly, but she maintained her composure as she pointed to his collarbone.

A playful smirk tugged at Bernard’s lips as he met her gaze. He leaned back on the bed and propped up on one elbow, his dark eyes sparkling with amusement.

He exuded a seductive charm, reminiscent of a siren luring sailors to their doom. This small display of concern from Hera was a victory. Perhaps the bite hadn’t been in vain.

Hera’s focus on cleaning and dressing the wound belied her inner turmoil. Bernard’s silence only served to intensify her guilt, solidifying her belief that she had indeed bitten him. But his unspoken forgiveness allowed her to put the incident behind her.

haste, she had forgotten

her desktop. With a few swift

anniversary celebration of Cavenridge International Academy, a three–day event spanning Wednesday

immense significance for the school, particularly for the junior and senior students, as it attracted

instituted a pre–university examination. The university representatives would use this exam to identify exceptional students and extend valuable guaranteed

1/1

after delivering the school notice, “Anyone interested in

her game

seriously expect anyone from our class to pass that exam and get

student chimed in, “We know our place,

just for this announcement. Take care of yourself and

observing

results. She replied, “I got it. This is just a standard procedure, and I’m just doing

words were met with another round of laughter. “Looks like Ms. Lane’s finally given up on us!”

her office and began outlining a