Under the heiress facade

The atmosphere in the car died down due to the silence. Even Tiramisu could sense that something was not right. Laying in the back seat, its eyes kept alternating between the two people. After a while, Bernard broke the silence. "Mind explaining?"

"Explain what?" Hera questioned back.

"Why did you go to his place and make him food? You didn't even push him away when he pushed you onto the table!" he coldly mentioned.

She scoffed. "Why should I explain? Mr. Killian, have you forgotten that we broke up? What right do you have to demand an explanation from me?"

That question left Bernard speechless. He regretted his decision to agree to break up. He shouldn't have done that.

"But that's not what you said when you were drunk that night." He softened his tone, slightly dragging the end of the sentence to earn some pity.

Sometimes, Hera wished he would not let his talent go to waste. He should go be an actor someday. How could he change his attitude that quickly? One second was all he needed to immerse himself in any character. Not even the best actor could beat him out! However, she became embarrassed when she recalled that night. Samantha had told her what she did during her drunkard state. "I was drunk!"

"People always say the truth when they're drunk," Bernard rebutted.

Pouting her lips, she turned her head to the window instead of continuing the argument.

for work purposes. He slowed

the sniper. It's someone from a mercenary group called Grim Reapers. Unfortunately,

at the familiar name. Astral Nova had collaborated with them a lot of

always kept their clients' information confidential.

the man from the other

why

crazy man, had told her

call and drove the car

she noticed that this wasn't the way back

you somewhere," he

the car drove into Celestial Gardens. Bernard drove into the

the car with Tiramisu in her arms. Her eyes scanned the area, which was full of

realized that she actually didn't know much about him. All she knew about him was the side he wanted to

the

was looking at cars, he misunderstood that she- liked them. "Get a driving license. You can drive any of the ones