Under the Heiress' Facade

Chapter 170

"You…" Zyler was instantly furious.

What audacity Hera had to call him crazy!

Not only did he not move away from Hera, but he also snarled out, "I'll have you know that I have witnesses who saw all the despicable things you did in the past! Just you wait, Hera Youngworth! I'll definitely expose your true colors in front of Chris—"

"Shut up!"

Hera raised her right hand impatiently, revealing a silver needle which was trapped between her fingers. She wasted no time in stabbing Zyler's neck, where the GV 15 acupuncture point was.

Her actions were swift and decisive. By the time Zyler registered her actions, he was shocked that he couldn't emit a sound despite having opened his mouth. NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

He widened his eyes while rubbing his throat. Still, he couldn't let out a sound.

Zyler grabbed Hera by the shoulders, mouthing angrily, "What have you done to me?"

"If I see you complaining again, I don't mind sealing your voice permanently!" Hera snapped impatiently.

Zyler was shell-shocked, to say the least.

What sort of voodoo magic did that country bumpkin cast on him? How was he unable to speak?

He needed her to undo whatever magic that was right away.

So, Zyler continued gripping Hera's shoulders and screamed silently at her.

"Zyler, what are you doing to Hera?" Coincidentally, Christopher showed up at that moment.

He rushed forward quickly to shove Zyler away from Hera. Then, he turned to look at her worriedly. "Are you alright?"

Zyler didn't expect Christopher to appear at this time. He was very sure that Christopher must have misunderstood him.

Right now, Christopher was clearly head over heels for Hera. If she were to lie to Christopher about what happened, he'd definitely misunderstand Zyler even more.

That meant Zyler's chances of patching things up with Christopher would decrease significantly, and subsequently, he would lose his spot on the guaranteed admission list.

Zyler wanted to explain his side of the story, yet he couldn't make any sounds.

"It was nothing. He was telling me that he could carry my package for me," Hera said coolly.

Upon hearing the excuse, the furious Zyler turned to stare at Hera in astonishment. He didn't expect her to defend him.

He knew it! She had feelings for him!

"Really?" Christopher didn't believe the excuse. After all, he had witnessed Zyler about to strike Hera just now.

Why was Hera suddenly speaking up for Zyler?

Christopher shot Zyler a look. The latter heaved a big sigh of relief before nodding.

Displeasure streaked across Christopher's eyes at that moment. "I can carry your package for you as well."

"Well then, you can supervise him," Hera said.

That was when Zyler realized that something was off.

Meanwhile, Christopher was still digesting the meaning behind Hera's words. Hera used the opportunity to claim her package from the mailroom.

"Carry this package to the chemistry lab on the fourth floor," Hera ordered while kicking the large box. It didn't budge at all from the kick.

Christopher instantly understood what Hera was planning to do. He said to Zyler," Go on. Carry it."

Zyler remained silent. It seemed that he had stepped into a trap.

In the end, Zyler managed to carry the 50-pound box from the mailroom on the second floor of the administrative block all the way to the fourth floor of the chemistry lab block. Christopher made sure to monitor him the whole time.

As a son of the Gaskell family, Zyler lived a lavish and pampered life. He was never ordered to do manual labor like a lower-class peasant.

Once he finally reached the lab's doorway, he placed the large box onto the floor heavily out of spite. Unfortunately, he didn't control his strength well, resulting in the box squashing one of his hands the moment it landed.

To make things worse, Zyler's hand suffered from multiple fractures.

He cursed. He still needed his hands to play the piano!

…

Hera had gone back to the classroom to finish carrying out her cleaning duties for the day. By the time she returned to the chemistry lab on the fourth floor, she noticed her package being left at the doorway. Zyler was nowhere to be seen.

After opening the door, she dragged the box into the lab before opening it. Countless rare and precious medicinal ingredients packed securely in their own packaging could be seen in the box.

Hera turned on the space heater before taking off her jacket. She spent the next half hour or so unsealing and removing the ingredients from their individual packaging.

Her phone, which was set aside, lit up at that moment. It turned out that the grandmaster of Astral Nova had responded to her.

Grandmaster of Astral Nova: "That is, unless you're my wife."

Hera stared at the message silently, clearly speechless.