Under the Heiress' Facade

Giselle stared at Bernard innocently as if she had been wronged. "Uncle Bernard, I—"

Bernard did not even give her a chance to speak. "Shut up. Hera has plenty of time to deal with you for all those nasty things you've done. Are you in a hurry to get punished? Are you dying tomorrow? If not, get lost!" Giselle trembled before freezing in shock. She was left utterly devastated.

Hera looked at Bernard in astonishment, realizing for the first time that he could be so ruthless with his words.

Bernard turned to Chad and said coldly, "As for you, if you want a daughter, you should work hard with your wife and give birth to another. Don't you dare consider Hera! If it's so easy to get such a talented daughter, why do orphanages even exist?"

With that, he did not even wait for their response and grabbed Hera's hand to forcefully lead her away. As for her, she was completely taken aback by his anger.

Although she always knew that Bernard could be rather two-faced, he always had been gentle and considerate toward her, aside from his illness in the past.

In fact, he had never gotten this angry with her before, let alone speak so harshly to her.

Seeing how infuriated Bernard was today, Hera wondered if he had woken up on the wrong side of the bed. The pressure on her wrist caused her to frown. She tried to free herself from his grip, but he merely held on tighter. "Bernard, you're hurting me," she remarked.

He sullenly shoved her into the passenger seat. He held back his anger after noticing Catherine following behind and allowed her to get into the back seat.

During the journey, the atmosphere

in the car was very tense and quiet. Even Tiramisu, who usually liked cuddle with Hera, was exceptionally silent while lying in the back seat. Its smatt, black eyes would flicker cautiously toward Bernard from time totime.

Hera massaged her reddened wrist as she looked at the furious Bernard in the driver's seat. It was her first time seeing him so angry, but she still had no idea what made him so mad Since Catherine was around, she held back from asking.

Bernard dropped off Catherine at the entrance to her residential area. Once the door to the back seat was closed, he turned the car around and headed toward the courtyard house.

"Bernard, what's up with you?" Hera asked cautiously.

Bernard took out the car keys and unfastened his seatbelt before getting out of the car. Hera, too, wanted to step out of the car.

Just as she unfastened the seatbelt, Bernard opened the door and wrapped his arms around her waist before forcefully carrying her out of the passenger seat.

He took her straight to the bedroom and threw her onto the bed. He even closed the door, causing Tiramisu, who had been following behind, to run into the door frame.

Hera cried in pain before scoffing. Just as she was to sit up, Bernard pinned her arms to the bed and asked coldly, "Do you want to be a Killian so bad?" Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ηᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Hera was perplexed. "When did I ever say that?"

"Well, you asked what you'd get in return!" Bernard glared at her.

Hera was speechless. "Are you angry at me because I asked what benefits I'd get from being a Killian? Was that worth it?"

"Yes!"