Under the Heiress' Facade novel Chapter 312

Hera and Katie were just leaving school when a sleek white Maserati pulled up beside them.

The window slid down, revealing the face of a man so handsome it could stop even the prettiest woman in her tracks.

"Professor Killian!" Katie squealed, barely containing herself. Noticing the curious stares from classmates, she quickly clamped a hand over her mouth.

"Well, I won't disturb your date, then. See you, boss," she said with a grin. With a wave goodbye, she walked away.

As she walked, she kept looking back and even took a few sneaky photos with her phone. She then shared them with her various groups of close friends.

News of Bernard's visit to look for Hera instantly became the hottest topic in all the school's gossip groups, completely eclipsing the recent drama surrounding Gaskell Corporation's downfall.

The strange thing was that no photos of Bernard and Hera could be posted on the school forum, and any gossip threads about them were mysteriously blocked. Rumors swirled that the school's tech department had flagged their names as "sensitive keywords".

Hera couldn't help but chuckle at Katie's excitement.

"Need a ride?" Bernard asked from the driver's seat, a playful smirk on his lips.

Hera hopped into the passenger seat, returning the playful jab, "Mr. Killian, are you working as a driver on the side now?"

Bernard played along. "That's right. The boss pays peanuts, barely enough to raise a college student. Gotta hustle for some extra cash, you know?"

"Well, unfortunately, I'm fresh out of cash for a proper fare," Hera teased.

"No problem, there are other ways to pay," Bernard said, leaning closer with a suggestive grin. He pointed to his lips. "Care to recharge your driver?"

Hera was unfazed and swatted his face playfully. "Eyes on the road, Mr. Killian."

Chuckling, Bernard took her hand and placed a gentle kiss on the back of it.

An hour later, Hera and Bernard emerged from the mall, followed by Douglas and a bodyguard in a suit and sunglasses. Both men were laden with shopping bags. The haul ranged from supplements for the elderly to children's game consoles. It was enough gifts for the whole family.

"We can't visit empty-handed," Bernard said, noticing Hera's raised eyebrow.

She couldn't help but smile. "It's not exactly your first visit, you know."

"Exactly. Gotta make a good impression on your family this time," Bernard said.

"A good impression, you say? Barging in with a gun the first time and then shamelessly tagging along on a family vacation the second? Sounds like a winning strategy."

"Tsk, no wonder you said my brother keeps his guard up around you, treating you like a wolf. It's because he doesn't like you," Hera gave another jab as she got into the passenger seat.

Bernard slid into the driver's seat and reached out to ruffle Hera's hair. "Your brother's opinion doesn't matter. As long as you have mine, that's all that counts."