Under the Heiress' Facade novel Chapter 330

Piglet: "Why do you need a new account?"

Raven: "To work on an alternate account."

Piglet: "Why are you suddenly working on an alternate account?"

In fact, it was common to work on an alternate account. Many people on the leaderboards had alternate accounts, but Hera had always scorned this practice. Instead, she focused solely on getting Raven to the top of the Cyber Web rankings in the country.

Raven: "My main account got banned by my mentor."

Piglet: "Serves you right!"

Piglet: "Only S can keep you in check."

Piglet: "Don't think I don't know you've logged in behind my back several times."

Raven: "..."

Raven: "Can't you comfort me a bit?"

Piglet: "S did it for your own good. He didn't sever your mentorship but just banned your account."

Piglet: "Otherwise, with your attitude, you'll be caught sooner or later."

Piglet: "You have no idea. Every time I see you, it's like looking at a hundred grand. I'm always torn inside. Why should I let others earn this money when I can earn it myself?"

Raven: "Farewell, I'm cutting ties with you."

Piglet: "T.T, my bad."

Piglet: "Don't be too upset. Damian's new movie premieres on New Year's. I'll arrange a private screening for you. You should go on a date with Mr. Killian to cheer up."

Seeing the message, Hera was somewhat speechless.

Bernard had gone back to Jedburgh for the holidays. Instead of feeling comforted, Hera felt even sadder.

The cab finally arrived at the entrance of the Everett residence, and Hera got out of it after paying the fare.

Lilith was in the living room, chatting with Mildred. Seeing Hera walk in looking troubled, she couldn't help but ask, "Hera, are you alright?"

Tiramisu let out two soft grumbles as if expressing its dissatisfaction.

Hera threw herself onto the bed, wanting to express her frustration. Just then, her phone rang. She reached for it and saw that it was Bernard calling. She answered the call, absentmindedly saying, "Hello?"

"Sweetie, I miss you." Bernard's deep voice echoed in her ear.

Maybe it was the comforting tone of Bernard's voice or perhaps his words, but Hera's gloomy mood lifted slightly.

"Hm," she responded softly.

Bernard noticed her unusual tone. "You don't sound very happy. What's wrong?"

"I miss you," Hera replied.

Bernard was stunned for a moment. "Say that again. I'm going to record it."

Hera was rendered speechless.