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.

the acupuncture. She was already familiar with his pressure

All 16 of the main gold needles were custom–made by Bernard. The rest

needles.

His expression was relaxed, and his breathing was steady. It seemed like the effects had kicked in, and he had fallen

the needles and stored them. Then,

was in the army. How did

smooth skin despite being in

moved downward and stopped at the heart–wrenching scars

chest. His

probably the only

area on his body. There was

almond–colored powder, and the other