Under the Heiress' Facade novel Chapter 304

Chapter 304 

Il Christopher had his way, he wanted Hera to go abroad with himn 

Just as he readied himself to speak, a jarring ring shattered the forming silence. 

Hera retrieved her phone, a flicker of recognition crossing her face when she saw Bernard’s name on the screen. She excused herself and stepped away to 

swer the call, “Hello?” 

“There you are! School’s been out for ages. What’s keeping you busy? Bernard’s voice washed over the phone, a smooth baritone that could charm the 

birds from the trees. 

“You mean the afternoon dismissal?” Hera clarified, remembering their earlier conversation. 

Unlike most schools, Cavenridge functioned primarily as a boarding institution, with few students electing to return home for the midday break. The academy provided a cafeteria and dorms for them to relax during these hours 

There was a beat of surprised silence from Bernard. 

“Honestly, I just miss you,” he finally admitted. 

Hera remained silent, her thoughts churning 

“Where are you? I can swing by, and we can grab lunch together,” Bernard said. 

Bera recalled Beard’s refined tastes and the bustling food street atmosphere. 

She countered, “Actually, I’m waiting in line for coffee with some classmates. Lunch and shopping are on the agenda afterward. Not exactly the ideal place for you. How about dinner instead?” 

Bernard asked suddenly, “How many classmates are you with?” 

“Three,” Hera replied. 

“All girls?” His question held a subtle edge. 

Suddenly, Hera felt a click in her head. If she made it known that there was a male companion, Bernard might just appear in the ne 

next breath. 

Hesitation flickered across her face before she answered, “All girls.” 

“Alright. Have fun, then,” Bemard conceded, his tone shifting slightly. 

Hera reached for the end call button, but before her finger could tap the screen, his magnetic voice sounded again. 

“Do you miss me?” 

The silence stretched, thick with unspoken understanding. Hera knew Bernard well enough to recognize the unspoken pressure. 

An answer that didn’t appease him would likely keep the call going 

With a resigned sigh, she mumbled, “I do.” 

“I feel the same,” Berard replied, finally severing the connection. 

Hera stared at the phone, a small, involuntary smile playing on her lips. Perhaps a tiny part of her did miss him. 

“Hey, boss. It’s our turn!” Katie’s voice cut in. The line had finally shuffled forward 

Hera tucked her phone away and rejoined the group. Following Katia’s suggestion, she ordered the shop’s signature coffee and some local snacks. As she reached for her wallet to pay, a commotion enspred behind her. 

“He’s so handsome!”