Under the heiress facade

Bernard was at Skyscraper, handling Astral Nova's matters. He wore a ghost mask while seated at the office.

He slammed the documents on the table. "How could you make mistakes for such trivial matters? Did Astral Nova hire you for fun?"

More than ten managers from various departments stood before the office desk with lowered heads upon being reprimanded. Due to Vulcan's identity being exposed, the Second Elder made a few moves.

Thus, they were summoned to work overtime last night and had not slept at all. After working the whole day today, they had not slept for almost two days.

As they were terribly exhausted, it was inevitable that a few minor mistakes had occurred. These mistakes were considered rather minor, which could be rectified once discovered.

But the managers never expected that Bernard, who had pulled an all-nighter with them, would still be alert and notice these mistakes.

The atmosphere was eerily silent as no one dared to say a word. They might even be fired if they said anything wrong.

At that moment, Bernard's phone on the table emitted a WhatsApp notification. He peered at his phone. It was his personal number which he had intentionally set for it to notify him with a ringtone. Thus, he immediately reached for it. Hera said, "Quickly return my nightgown to me!"

Seeing that text remarkably eased Bernard's exhaustion from having worked hard for the past two days. He smiled faintly under the ghost mask while typing out a response.

personally deliver it to

delivery would

I won't allow anyone to touch your clothes.

After a moment, it stopped. In the end, Bernard received a "Goodbye" sticker. He let out a chuckle, breaking the eerie atmosphere

became more terrified than ever. Bernard wasn't a man who liked to joke around. He had a stern demeanor

some water on his shirt. The next day, the

work had their memories forcibly erased, and they ended up in vegetative

probably had harsher punishments awaiting

your work. That's all for today," Bernard

words made the managers exchange glances with one another, thinking they must have heard wrong. Were they only required to redo their

the office desk, saw that no one was leaving and

their senses and began to leave. Thinking back,

Hera tossed and

turned for the

night on the bed,

to Bernard holding her in his arms while they slept.