Under the heiress facade

Chapter 318

As Hera spoke, she deftly tied up her long hair in a braid that hung down her back

“Alright,” Bernard replied as he finished sending his messages. Then, he switched off his phone and lay down.

Hera rolled up her sleeves, exposing her fair, slender arm. She glanced at Bernard’s loose, baggy bathrobe, then went into the bathroom before coming out and tossing him a towel, “Take off your bathrobe.”

Hera picked up a gold needle and wiped it with alcohol Under the light, the needle glinted with a cold flash

She turned to look at him. “Do you want to know how it feels to be half–paralyzed?”

Bernard just stared at her. He realized that he shouldn’t be flirting with a woman who was focused on her work.

He took off his bathrobe and used the towel to cover his nether regions. Like a fair maiden awaiting her prince, he lay on the water bed expectantly.

starting the acupuncture. She was already familiar with his pressure points,

16 of the main gold needles were custom–made by

needles.

It seemed like the effects had kicked in, and

all the needles and stored them. Then, she just lay on the bedside and started admiring his

probably exposed to the elements daily when he was in the army. How did he manage to have

and smooth skin despite

and stopped at the heart–wrenching scars on h

his chest. His

probably the only

intact area on his body.

from her bag. One contained an almond–colored powder, and the other contained a transparent liquid. She mixed them and gently applied the