Under the heiress facade

Speak of the devil!

Hera couldn't help but be amazed at how Samantha managed to pop up in her moment of distress.

She blinked at Samantha for help, but Samantha was already walking over to them with a smile.

She said, "Hera, you're here! Why didn't you tell me beforehand? Did something get into your eye? Why are you blinking non-stop? Do you need me to help you blow it out?" Hera was speechless. A fool of a friend was worse than a foe.

"Didn't you say Samantha was sick?" said Bernard. The cold look he gave Hera told her that she was doomed.

"Sick? I'm not sick." Samantha was puzzled.

Hera's lie was exposed right then and there. It was so embarrassing!

Sensing Hera's silence, Samantha finally realized that something was off between Hera and Bernard.

She noticed that Bernard's expression looked especially cold and dark today.

Hera heading back to the

by the wrist and pulled her toward

turned to see Tyler bending over

to Samantha why Hera was so cooperative when Bernard dragged her away. Hera

...

a spot and parked the car. He went to a public restroom for a while, and when he returned to the car,

Everly and Marcus got out of the car. She wore a bright pink designer dress and a pair of high heels that sparkled like crystal. Her long, lustrous hair fell against her back, and the

Marcus'. The two of them

he tried. He thought she'd go back home after a few days, but it was as

didn't go through, and she didn't answer or reply to any

something had happened to her. It never crossed his

front of the entrance, blocking him from

asked

before he could turn around to see why she stopped. "I was just wondering where the staff would park your car. Let's

bar since she wasn't from around here,

Everly and Marcus were already nowhere to be seen, so he quickened his