Under the Heiress' Facade

Chapter 627

Hera lowered her head, her gaze falling on Bernard's fingers that were tightly clutching her arm.

Who knew that Grandmaster of Astral Nova would be afraid of coming to a morgue?

"I was just worried that you'd feel scared in here," Bernard tried to explain.

Hera gave him a helpless smile wry smile. Standing on her toes, she pecked him on his cheek, to which he swallowed. The next moment, his eyes lit up in glee.

Although they were both wearing masks, that kiss stirred his heart.

"Are you still scared?" Hera asked.

"Yes, I am!" Bernard answered eagerly, which made Hera suspect that he said that on purpose.

The steel door of the morgue started clanging as the cries of a young man filled the air.

"Someone! Help me! Let me out!" he cried.

"Wait, what? So, you haven't died?" exclaimed the middle-aged man. He stopped at the end of the corridor, plucked out a key, and unlocked the door.

The moment the door was opened, a young man in a hospital gown dashed out of the morgue. It was none other than Roman.

His face was drained of all color, and his lips were equally pale. He looked like he had just seen a ghost.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Bernard knitted his eyebrows together when he saw Roman standing right in front of them. Did Hera come here for Roman? What the heck happened between the two of them?

When Hera came into his sight, Roman ran toward her as fast as his legs could bring him. But Bernard was quicker than him.

Bernard pulled Hera as if to shield her from Roman, who called out in relief, "Granduncle Bernard!"

Roman wrapped his arms tightly around Bernard's legs, but before his tears could start spilling, Bernard quickly pried him away.

Roman wasn't angry in the least, though. He was more than happy to see Bernard there. He'd never been so glad to see Bernard.

Roman was simply happy to see anyone or anything that wasn't a corpse. As long as the person was alive, he would throw his hands around that person as if they were his savior.

After all, who wouldn't be petrified when they woke up in a room surrounded by corpses?

"You're awake already," Hera commented. Seeing how Roman managed to cry so loudly, she knew that he was pretty much okay now.

Linda was right about one thing, though. It was that Hera had the ability to revive a person. That, of course, wouldn't have happened if Roman had arrived at the hospital a bit later.

After Roman was resuscitated, Hera asked the medical staff to put on a show with her. Linda's birthday was just around the corner, after all. So, Hera wanted to give her a surprise.

"You saved me?" Roman pushed himself off the ground and glanced up at Hera with tears in his eyes.

For a moment, he thought that fate worked in mysterious ways. Hera tried to kill him just a few hours ago, but she pulled him back from the doors of death.

"What's going on?" Bernard gave Hera a curious glance.

"I'll explain it to you elsewhere," Hera simply told him.

After saying goodbye to the middle-aged man, Bernard, Hera, and Roman went to a restaurant with high privacy.

In the private room, Hera ordered some desserts and a cup of coffee.

"Spit it out," said Hera. "Tell me everything starting from the day you and Linda planned to swap Aurora's drugs." Shock washed over Roman's face, and he glanced warily at Bernard, who sat beside Hera.

A moment later, he lowered his voice and asked, "How did you find out about us?"

Hera languidly took a sip of coffee and demanded, "I saved you because you have the information ed."

To put it simply, she wanted Roman to stop beating about the bush.

Roman pursed his lips in contemplation. It didn't seem like he was willing to tell her everything.

So, Hera added, "Might I remind you that the 'Roman Killian' everyone knows committed suicide and has been pronounced dead. Life or death take your pick. Give me your answer before I finish my coffee."

Hera's fingers tapped lightly on the table as she sipped her coffee with the other hand and waited for Roman to reply.

Roman was no fool. He instantly knew what this meant. If he didn't cooperate, Hera would end his life. He had already been pronounced dead, so no one would find out even if she killed him.

Hera was a ruthless, cold-blooded woman! Roman had only started feeling grateful toward her, yet she saved him simply because he had something she wanted.

She was a demon-no, she was more frightening than one!

Based on his experience, Roman was well aware that Hera was a person of her word.

It was a dead end, and he couldn't escape! Since he was 'dead' to everyone else, he'd lose his ID, and without it, he

wouldn't count as a citizen. By then, he wouldn't be able to move around or do anything freely.

If he returned to the Killian residence to seek help, the Killians would still label him as a sinner who swapped Aurora's drugs to kill her unborn child. Linda would do everything to get rid of him too!

The scene at the entrance of the washroom, where Linda strangled him and shoved him underwater, resurfaced in his mind. He shuddered at the thought.

In the end, he opted to tell Hera the truth.