Under the Heiress' Facade

Chapter 128

"What's this junk? Do I look like a garbage disposal?"

Despite grumbling discontentedly, Gino obediently slipped the bead bracelet onto his left wrist.

It fit perfectly, almost as if it was custom-made for him.

He admired it momentarily, then extended his hand toward the school doctor.

"Does it look good?" he inquired.

The school doctor hesitated before replying, "It's quite nice."

The school doctor was surprised by his sudden change of attitude. Wasn't he just disdainful of it a moment ago?

"Of course. It's a gift from my sister," Gino boasted, retracting his hand and admiring the bracelet again.

He couldn't help but find it pleasing to the eye.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door of the school clinic, and Gideon hurried in.

"May I ask who you are?" the school doctor inquired as she stepped out.

"I'm Gino's brother. What's going on?"

Gideon looked around and spotted Gino sitting on the stretcher, examining his wrist.

"Gideon? Why are you here? Where's Dad?"

Gino was surprised to see him.

"He was caught in an accident on the way here. The road is blocked. He called me, and I happened to be nearby. What happened?"

Gideon approached, pinching Gino's chin and inspecting his face. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

He felt that something was off about Gino's face.

Annoyed, Gino swatted away his hand.

"It's fine, Hera has taken care of it."

"Well, you see..."

The school doctor blushed slightly, marveling at the genetic fortune of the Everett family.

She briefly recounted the recent events.

Gideon listened, feeling somewhat surprised and pleased.

First, there was Bernard and Aaron, and now Andrew stepped in to help. Hera was indeed not as simple as everyone perceived her to be.

"Did you just refer to Hera as your sister?" he raised an eyebrow at Gino.

Gino would previously address Hera with a mix of informal and formal terms, calling her a country bumpkin one moment and then switching to a more respectful address the next. He even arrogantly stated that he would only call her his sister if she called him her brother first.

"What's the matter?"

Gino proudly lifted his chin.

"Did Hera call you her brother first?"

Gideon was somewhat surprised.

He remembered Hera's cold demeanor. It didn't seem like she would initiate such terms.

Recalling that Hera referred to him as her brother earlier, Gino nodded in agreement.

"That's right."

Then, he lifted his left hand, rolled up his sleeve, and revealed the bead bracelet.

"How does it look?"

Gideon glanced at it. It was just a standard red bead bracelet. There was nothing remarkable about it, and it looked rather tacky.

"How can men wear bead bracelets? It's so effeminate," he scoffed.

Unperturbed, Gino smirked.

"I can see you're jealous. It's a gift from my sister, something you don't have."

Upon hearing this, Gideon glanced at the bead bracelet again.

"Childish. Who cares about a bead bracelet?"

With that, he turned around, opened WhatsApp, and sent a message to Hera.

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Hera lounged on the sofa in the Dean's office, legs crossed lazily. She leaned back against the sofa, idly playing with her phone.

Suddenly, a message popped up on WhatsApp.

It was a message from Gideon, along with a sad face emoji.

"Where's my present?" he asked.

Confused about what he meant, Hera replied with a question mark.

"You gave Gino a present. What about me?" came his reply.

Hera was puzzled. Then, it suddenly dawned on her that she had casually given Gino the bead bracelet when leaving the school clinic.