Under the Heiress' Facade novel Chapter 90

Camille wasn't fazed. "So you're not into foie gras. Got it. They also serve nice steak. Maybe you'll like that."

"I'll pass on that too. I don't eat steak," Bernard added.

Hera glanced at him. They just had steak for breakfast together this morning, hadn't they?

Camille understood the message from them exchanging glances. It wasn't that Bernard didn't eat those things, he simply didn't want to.

"Alright then. Let's head to the lounge. I'll give you a check-up," Camille said, grabbing the nearby medical kit.

The lounge she mentioned was the same small room Hera had gone to earlier to fetch a chair. It had everything–a bed, a couch, even a bathroom. It was quite the deluxe lounge.

It was hard to tell if they were going for a check-up or something else entirely.

Bernard couldn't be that clueless, could he?

But to her surprise, Bernard stood up and followed Camille into the lounge.

Hera was flustered. S was right! Men were all alike!

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When they got in the lounge, Camille shut the door before turning to Bernard. As she gazed fondly at his tall figure, her heart fluttered, and she felt a strong urge to hug him.

"Why did Chad send you?" Bernard turned around, his cold demeanor sobering Camille instantly.