Under the Heiress' Facade

Everyone turned around to see a man in a fitted white suit standing in the middle of the alley

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The man was extraordinarily handsome, with a cold and stern expression. His hands were casually tocked into his pants pockets, and the tore his shoe rested on a sized stone

When He saw him, a ripple of emotions stirred in her best

It was Bernard.

He exuded a cold and chilling demeanor without his glasses.

Some of the delinquents instinctively felt intimidated, but after some thought, they realized that Bernard was alone and wearing a suit and leather shoes, so it was probably just a bluff.

“Who the hell are you? Mind your own business,” one of the skinny men cursed

“Get lost if you don’t want to diel” Bernard said coldly.

“Fuck! You’re counting death! Get him! I want to make him a cripple!” Jayden, who had recovered from the pain, spot and cursed

Several of his underlings glared fiercely and took out their weapons. No one had ever dared to lay hands on jayden in this area.

Hera let go of the silver needle under her skirt without a trace.

She believed that Bernard, who had military experience, would be able to handle a few hooligans.

“Heh..” Bernard noticed all of Hera’s subtle movements, and his lips curled slightly.

She was quite calm. It seemed she trusted him.

In the next moment, Bernard litted his long legs and kicked several stones on the ground with precision.

The stones hit the knees of the delinquents charging at him, and several of them screamed in pain before falling to the ground while clutching their knees.

Seving Bernard knocking down all the delinquents by standing in place without even talding his hands out of his pockets, Jayden was enraged.

This display of dominance made jayden feel powerless.

“Babyou’re all useless!”

He spat and pulled out a long knife from his waist before rushing at Bernard aggressively

But Bemard simply sidestepped, dodged the attack gracefully, and walked toward Hera.

“Why didn’t you call me?”

Hera glanced at Jayden, who was following behind Bernard and swinging the knife at Bernard in anger.

However, Bernard avoided it effortlessly as if he had eyes on the back of his head,

“Why should I call you?” she retorted

“Didn’t I tell you to call me if you’re in trouble?”

Hemard stopped in front of Hera, and his magnetic voice was tinged with a hint of presence. It was completely different from his previous domineering demeanor. Hera looked at the enraged Jayden behind him and was speechless

Jayden was so furious that he swung the knife frantically when he was completely ignored by Bernand

“Did you miss me?” Bernard asked again since Hera didn’t answers.

“Didn’t you tell me not to miss you?”

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Hera was speechless.

“I’m sad and heartbroken.”

She remained speechless

“I’m your patient, and you don’t even care about my life or death.”

She didn’t reply to him.

Wasn’the alive and licking?

What was with this coquettish tone?

Was this really the same man who exuded such a chilling air just now?

“Damn it! Don’t underestimate me“”

Jayden swing the kale dozens of times and ponted heally while Bernard stood there unscathed and chatting with Hera. He did not even take his hands out of his pockets!

This was too much!

Jayden was so angry that his eyes reddened. He couldn’t do anything to Bernard, but he could still attack the defenseless tera