Under the Heiress' Facade novel Chapter 193

After breakfast, Hera dabbed the corner of her mouth with a napkin. "How many days are we spending in Lumiville? I need to pack myself a bag too."

Bernard must have been bored out of his mind, seeing as he was confined at home during the past week just to recuperate. It was a good idea to spend the day traveling.

"I've already packed a bag for you," Bernard replied. "We might return tomorrow night. If you want to spend a few extra days in Lumiville, we can always delay our return."

Hera was quite surprised, to say the least. Did Bernard pack her underwear for her as well?

When it was time for Hera and Bernard to leave, Tiramisu stood guard at the door. Once the front door opened, it shot out of the apartment happily. It slowed down to a stop at the elevator before turning around to look at Hera with its huge, dark eyes. At the same time, it kept wagging its curly tail as though it was begging her to take it along.

Bernard strolled over to Tiramisu before picking it up with one hand. Then, he started walking back to the apartment.

Having realized what Bernard was planning to do, Tiramisu wiggled out of his grasp while grunting angrily. Upon landing on the ground, it dashed back to Hera's feet before snorting coquettishly at her.

"If Tiramisu isn't scared of the outside world, I suppose it can come with us." Hera picked Tiramisu up and stroked its head lovingly.

Tiramisu narrowed its eyes joyfully. It then nestled in Hera's arms while snorting in content.

"Is Tiramisu getting lonely? Why else would it want to interrupt our private time together?"

Bernard just shot Tiramisu a cold glare.

Hera didn't know what to say in return.

The group soon descended to the first floor. The bodyguard had already loaded the trunk with everyone's baggage. Upon noticing their arrival, he opened the car door for them.

Half an hour later, the group reached a huge airport. A plane was already waiting for them on the tarmac. All preparations were done, so it could take off anytime.

Hera cradled Tiramisu in her arms as she scanned around her surroundings. The plane was parked extremely far from the terminal. Clearly, it was a private plane.

The plane was actually a modified version of Boeing 474. The interior furnishings made it look like a portable hotel in air—a cluster of rooms such as the bedroom, dining room, living room, study, bathroom, as well as kitchen were fitted into the plane itself. Needless to say, the facilities were pretty well-rounded on the plane.

As long as the plane had enough fuel, Hera had no doubt that they could live permanently in the sky.

After taking a tour of the plane, Hera was completely baffled by how luxurious the plane was. She sought out an air stewardess and entrusted Tiramisu to her.

Once she was sure that Tiramisu was comfortable in its spot, Hera proceeded to go to the living room. She plopped down on the armchair next to Bernard's couch.

"Bernard, I thought you told me you led a difficult life in the Killian residence."