Under the heiress facade

Hera was still typing when she felt, rather than saw, Bernard approaching her and surreptitiously hid her phone.

"You look so serious. What's on your mind?"

Bernard stopped next to her and kissed her on the forehead.

"Nothing," she lied.

"I'm reading."

"You're holding the book upside down," he pointed out with faint amusement.

She glanced at the book and realized he was right. Sheer pride kept her lying through her teeth.

"I was practicing reading upside down!"

Bernard raised a brow.

He took the book from her and asked, "So, did anything interesting happen today that I should know about?"

Hera was suddenly reminded of what Tyler had told her earlier that day.

Indeed, how would she know if Bernard wasn't lying to her? Even without Tyler's prompting, she had already sensed that Bernard was keeping secrets from her. Then again, she kept secrets from him, too, so they were even.

no idea what secrets Bernard kept from her. Because of that, she agreed to exchange numbers with Tyler but archived his contact information. From there, she would

course.

handle,"

thought crossed

Bernard a bemused smile as she asked, "I did come across an interesting piece of information, though.

if I revealed Ms. Chime's true colors

Chime family started the rumor of Bernard's alleged engagement to Camille. They did not put it in the papers, but the

Hera's hand and

do it for you so you won't

Hera laughed.

like to be hands-on

next day, Bernard woke Hera and made her read for a whole hour. After he left for work, she burrowed back under the covers to catch up on sleep, only to be woken up by the commotion in the clinic. She

maniacal patient on the ground at the moment. One of the nurses sported a bump on the forehead, and Everly held a pack of ice

patient's family was a burly young man who was currently pointing a finger at Catherine and snapping, "You call yourself a miracle doctor when

I can do about her condition. She

not on drugs! She's just sick! If you call her a drug addict one more time, I'll punch

he wielded his fist and made to punch Catherine's face. He was stopped by

gaze trailed from the hand to the person's face, only to

are you? Let go of me!" he barked,

strength to it. Hera dropped his arm and glanced

she