Under the heiress facade

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Instead, Hera calmly replied, "Book an appointment with my assistant if you wish to discuss anything."

Her words shocked Rachel as it was her first thearing anyone speak to Rhett that way. All this while, it would be Rachel who

spoke that way to others.

Rhett scowled in displeasure but he quickly put a smile back on. He replied without hesitation, "Alright, let's meet at 2:00 pm on

Sunday at the Killian residence. I'm sure there's a lot you still wish to know about Daphne."

Hera glared at him coldly before walking away. Rhett was very satisfied to see her reaction and smiled slyly. "I'll be waiting. Right,

the Imperial Hotel will cover the cost of dinner for those in Room 312." Those words were for Rachel to hear.

"No need. I've done nothing," Hera rejected icily before walking past him. After adjusting her demeanor, she walked into the

private room.

"Did he do anything to you?" Gideon asked in a low voice when he saw her enter.

Hera shook her head. Her matters with the Killians were her personal matters. She did not want the Everetts to be involved.

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"Is everyone here? Let's ask the waiters to serve the food. Everyone, go ahead and eat however much you like. Today's dinner is on

me," Nicholas said, who was the last one to enter.

He had intentionally gone hto change into a proper suit beforeing over. He even removed his earrings and lip studs,

transforming himself into a well-mannered man ready to meet his girlfriend's parents.

After sitting next to Hera, he asked her in a low voice, "What do you think ofright now?"

Hera recalled what Rhett was trying to imply and answered Nicholas distractedly, "Whatever."

Nicholas becunhappy. "Can't you look atfirst before you give your opinion?"

Hera peered at him. "You look fine." Her words rendered Nicholas speechless.

Everyone happily feasted on dinner. Afterward, Gideon asked his assistant to book a hotel near the clinic.

Once Hera had dropped them off at the hotel and sent Catherine back to her residence, Nicholas insisted on dropping her off at the

clinic.

After arriving at the clinic, Hera reached to open the car door but realized that it would not open. She glanced at Nicholas, who

suddenly solemnly declared, "The best way to move on is to start a new relationship."

Hera was confused.

Even after he finished speaking in a deliberately serious voice, he did not garner a response from her for a long time. He finally

turned to see Hera staring at him, looking puzzled.

Did she not understand a word?

"I noticed how unhappy you were tonight. Since you've broken up with Bernard, you should be with me. | can help you quickly get

over him," Nicholas continued.

"You're not my type." After rejecting him, Hera continued without giving him a chance to talk, "If you still want to be my friend, give

up on that idea. Unlock the door!"

Nicholas still wanted to talk about it, but seeing Hera's icy glare made him nervous. He immediately and obediently unlocked the

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doors.

After watching her leave, he finally cto his senses and realized how useless he had been earlier.

Hera returned to the western wing to replenish Tiramisu's food and change its water. Afterward, she finally pushed open the door to

her room. A whole day had passed before she was able to enter her room.

The room did not seem any different from before. But Hera suddenly felt rather empty inside when she opened the wardrobe and

saw only her clothes remained.

She entered the bathroom to take a shower. Later, she wrapped a towel around herself and cout to change into her pajamas.

That was how she discovered that her favorite black silk nightgown was missing.

Instead, she found a pair of men's silk pajamas underneath her pillow. The faint smell of Bernard's tobacco still lingered on it. The

pajamas cin a couple's set with her nightgown that Bernard had purchased.

"So that | can use it when | miss you." Bernard's words suddenly popped up in her mind. Hera began to feel hot all over when she

imagined him holding her nightgown while...

Hera immediately reached for her phone and texted Bernard.

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