Hera fixed her gaze on Bernard before scanning him from the bottom to the top. It was as though she could see his muscular figure through his clothes. In the end, her gaze landed on Bernard's gorgeous face.
"You want a gift from me? Not a problem. Give me ten of your selfies. I need to trade them for the medicinal ingredient I need," she said.
It was Bernard's turn to be speechless.
"Right. I want the selfies that are similar to the one you sent to me by mistake in the past," Hera added.
Bernard remained silent.
He had been wondering how Hera would get her hands on his photos. Never did he expect that she'd request them from him in such a blunt manner.
"I don't have any selfies left. I don't really take them," Bernard denied right away.
"Didn't you send someone else your selfie last time? You even claimed that you sent it to the wrong person!" Hera gazed at Bernard suspiciously. Clearly, she didn't trust him.
"Are you jealous?" Bernard looked at Hera with a mysterious smile on his face.
Upon recalling the incident involving Bernard and Camille back then, Hera's long-forgotten irritation came back in full force.
"Don't switch the subject! The medical ingredient is meant for you. Now, hurry up and give me the photos," she urged stonily.
Hera really was a stubborn one.
Bernard opened his photo album and showed it to her.
"Seriously, I don't have any photos of myself. I didn't send the photo to the wrong person back then; I sent the wrong photo to you. I wanted to send you another one, you know. You're the only one who gets to see my selfies."
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