Under the heiress facade

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Hera and Katie were just leaving school when a sc. white Maserati pulled up beside them.

The window slid down, revealing the face of a man so handsome it could stop even the prettiest woman in her tracks.

“Professor Killian!” Katie squealed, barely containing herself. Noticing the curious stares from classmates, she quickly clamped a hand over her mouth.

“Well, I won’t disturb your date, then. See you, boss,” she said with a grin. With a wave goodbye, she walked away.

As she walked, she kept looking back and even took a few sneaky photos with her phone. She then shared them with her various groups of close friends.

News of Bernard’s visit to look for Hera instantly became the hottest topic in all the school’s gossip groups, completely eclipsing the recent drama surrounding Gaskell Corporation’s downfall.

The strange thing was that no photos of Bernard and Hera could be posted on the school forum, and any gossip threads about them were mysteriously blocked. Rumors swirled that the school’s tech department had flagged their names as “sensitive keywords”

chuckle at Katie’s

Bernard asked from the driver’s seat, a playful smirk on his

playful jab, “Mr. Killian, are you working as a driver on the side now?”

right. The boss pays peanuts, barely enough to raise a college student. Gotta hustle for some extra

out of cash for a proper

with a suggestive grin. He pointed to his lips. “Care to recharge your driver?” Hera was unfazed and swatted his face playfully.

and placed a gentle kiss on the back of

for dinner tonight?”

go back to the Everett residence to eat,” Hera replied as she checked a message

as she needed to retrieve Bernard’s

turning the car

Ey were

and then noticed they “Where are we

the direction of the Everett

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