Under the Heiress' Facade

Chapter 197

"Isn't a million dollars supposed to be chump change for you, Mr. Killian?"

Right from the start, Damian felt that Bernard looked quite familiar. Now, he finally recalled the latter's identity.

Bernard was the seventh son of the Killian family. He was Albert's favorite son.

Unfortunately, his status as a bastard child was an eyesore to Chad, the current head of the Killian family, after Albert's passing. Hence, he was dumped to the military army for training.

Then again, the amount of stocks Bernard possessed was second to Chad's, making him a rather important figure in the Killian family.

"Don't think you'll get a freebie just because you know my name. There's no such thing as a free treatment," Bernard said coldly.

Both Hera and Leon fell silent at the weird conversation.

"Don't worry. I won't take advantage of you." Damian picked up his phone and transferred two million dollars to Bernard's account. "Here's a million dollars for the diagnosis, and another million dollars for the treatment."© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Damian could clearly feel that his stomach didn't hurt anymore. The relief came a lot faster than the times he got treated with injections and pills. Once again, Hera and Leon were flabbergasted by how things were progressing.

Bernard put away his phone while maintaining a cold expression. Then, he turned to leave.

Meanwhile, Hera had Leon pass her a pen and a piece of paper so that she could scribble a list for Damian.

"Get the medicinal ingredients on this list and brew them into a concoction. Take it three times per day for one week straight."

After that, Hera packed up her kit and went after Bernard, who had already walked a considerable distance at that time.

Didn't he claim that his leg hurt? How was he able to walk that quickly?

Was he mad at her?

Hera couldn't really understand why Bernard was angry at her. She followed him all the way to the beach, where he stopped in his tracks. Finally, she was able to join him by his side.

"Is your leg not hurting anymore?"

Since Hera took such a long time to catch up to him, Bernard felt that she didn't care much about him.

"It hurts."

"In that case, why did you walk so quickly?"

Bernard didn't want to respond to Hera anymore. Instead, he took his shirt off and tossed it to the ground, followed by his phone. Finally, he passed the camera to Hera.

"Take some photos of me."

After that, Bernard walked toward the sea and began swimming.

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Hera wanted to go after him, but she happened to be wearing a long dress at the moment. It'd be inconvenient for her to dive into the sea in this attire. So, she could only stand on the shore.

The waves lapped at her feet, cooling her down.

It was almost dusk. The sun hung low above the horizon, scattering a sheen of golden foil above the sea's blue surface. The scenery was breathtaking, to say the least.

Hera turned on the camera and took a few photos of the scenery. Then, she tried to locate Bernard while peering through the camera scope. He happened to be swimming in the sea. At times, his head would break out of the surface.

Hera was a little puzzled. She didn't know why Bernard wanted her to take photos of him swimming.

At that moment, Douglas led

Tiramisu to the beach via a leash. Hera decided to ignore Bernard for the time being. She passed the camera to Douglas before she started playing with Tiramisu.

As for Bernard, he spent the next half hour or so swimming in the sea. Once he finally calmed down, he swam back to the shore. The first thing he saw was Hera and Tiramisu digging small pits together on the beach. Obviously, they were having a lot of fun together. Meanwhile, Douglas was the one carrying the camera this time. He strolled around the beach while taking photos of different subjects. Bernard didn't know what to feel. He just combed his wet hair backward before approaching Hera.

Hera raised her head to see a pair of long, slender legs. Her vision slowly traveled upward. The water beads hanging off Bernard's body emitted a soft golden glow thanks to the setting sun's rays, making him look unusually attractive.

Hera was definitely enthralled by the sight.

Bernard and Hera just stared into each other's eyes. Their shadows were cast into long strips by the setting sun's glow.

Douglas aimed his camera at the pair before clicking the shutter button.

"Whose figure is better? Mine or his?" Bernard asked all of a sudden.

That question snapped Hera out of her trance. She wore a look of confusion as she asked, "What?"

"Is that movie star's figure better than mine? Or is my figure better than his?" Bernard crouched down before repeating his question.

"I didn't pay attention to that," Hera replied.

Bernard frowned slightly at the answer. "But you were feeling him up and down!"

"I was trying to insert my needles into his acupuncture points," Hera explained. "There's no such thing as gender in front of a doctor."

"Do you feel the same way whenever you treat me?" Bernard's eyes continued to bore into Hera's.

Hera's gaze subconsciously drifted to Bernard's chest pecs, but she was able to regain her senses soon enough. She quickly shifted her gaze downward while saying, "Yes."