Under the Heiress' Facade novel Chapter 858

"Dyl, go wash your hands. It's time for dinner. I already prepared steak for everyone." Vanta wanted to pat Dylan on the head, but he dodged to the side.

Vanta didn't mind. Instead, he served the steaks on the table one by one.

After washing her hands, Dora sat at the dining table. The sight of the tasty-looking steak made her clap her hands and say, "Wow, it smells delicious! Mommy, when you're finding a daddy for us, remember to find someone as thoughtful as Mr. Whitlock!"

Vanta was delighted to hear her compliment and said right away, "Why don't you ask your mommy to marry me? I'll become your daddy right away, okay?"

Dora, who had been swayed by delicious food, exclaimed with a nod, "Sounds good!"

"You just can't stop talking," Dylan uttered coldly. Although Vanta was very good to them, Hera didn't seem to really like him.

"Oh, no, no! Mr. Whitlock, that's impossible. We already have a daddy." Dora suddenly remembered that she and Dylan had Bernard as their father. They had even promised Mildred to help Hera reconcile with Bernard.

Although Vanta was rather nice to them, he was Hera's superior. She usually worked overtime because of him.

If he were to marry Hera, he might even arrange for her to work at home. Then, she couldn't spend time with Dora and Dylan.

Absolutely not! Dora believed that it was better for her and Dylan to have their biological father.

Hearing that made a cruel glint flash in Vanta's narrowed eyes. However, he still continued smiling warmly. "You two already have a daddy?"

While speaking, he looked up at Hera, who was serving some dishes. It was as if Vanta was trying to ask when did that happen.

Hera was surprised as well. When did Dora and Dylan even meet their father? How was she not aware of it?

"Of course. If there's no daddy, how do we exist?" Dora asked.

"Oh, so you're talking about the man who merely supplied his sperm and ignored your existence. That kind of man doesn't deserve to be your daddy," Vanta remarked sarcastically.

"I've been to Jadonia a few times. But things seem to change quite drastically every time I come here." Vanta sat down before handing Hera a glass of red wine.

Although Hera accepted the wine, she did not drink it. Instead, she set it aside and sat in the chair to listen to Vanta talk. Despite doing so, she didn't seem to have heard a single word.

"Oh, right, I heard Margaret say you're looking for a commercial lot? Are you planning to stay in Jadonia?"

While speaking, Vanta realized that Hera hadn't responded and turned to look at her. She was leaning against the chair, fast asleep.

The soft candlelight seemed to highlight her exquisite features, making her seem more gentle and alluring than usual. It was nothing like her typical aloof self.

Vanta gulped as he stared at Hera. He approached her and let his fingers run across her face before finally stopping on her full lips.

He liked watching her sleep. She looked so calm and gentle, completely off guard.