Under the Heiress' Facade

"He'll be a part of our family sooner or later! Don't interrupt me. I'm talking to Hera, not you, Gino," Mildred chided.

She turned to Hera and asked, "Do you hear me?"

Hera kept her silence.

After a while, Gideon said, "Alright. Stop nagging, Grandma. I'll find a way to resolve this, so stop worrying about it. Go and get some rest." He didn't want his family to worry about anything related to the company, and he wasn't fond of the idea of having Hera ask Bernard for help.

If there really was no other way to solve this dilemma, Gideon could simply change the venue for the annual meeting.

Queenie wouldn't be able to reserve all the rooms and event sites at every luxury hotel in Norburgh, anyway.

Finally, Hera broke her silence.

"Leave the problem of finding a venue to me," she told him.

Before this, she'd been waiting for a chance to repay Queenie's "kindness" for abducting her.

Now that the chance had arisen, Hera wouldn't let it slip past her fingers.

Gideon straightened his back when he heard that.

He objected without hesitation, "No way. Don't meddle in this. Just focus on your studies."

Hera then asked, "Am I not considered a part of this family?"

Gideon froze when he heard that.

"Of course you are!"

"Well then, as a family member, it's only natural that I contribute to the family, right?" she questioned.

Gideon felt warm inside upon hearing her words. He'd been trying really hard to make her feel included at home, but things weren't that easy since they'd stayed apart for 17 years.

Even though they were biologically related, they were like distant strangers who knew little about each other. It was impossible for Hera to be close to and intimate with all the Everetts so suddenly.

Therefore, there was still an unseen gap between Hera and the Everetts in their subconscious.

But now, after hearing what Hera said, Gideon felt as if the gap had suddenly become smaller.

Even Mildred herself was startled.

After snapping out of her daze, she

urged, "Then hurry up and call Bernard! Ask him to help us teach them a lesson. I want those Gaskells broke so that they'll never rise up again!"

Once again, Hera was at a loss for words. She wanted to tell Mildred to stop reading all those cliché novels.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

"Don't force yourself into doing it if you don't like him, okay? It's always hard to repay someone for their kindness," said Gideon.

Once again, Hera fell silent. Who said she was going to find Bernard for help?

"I have a way to deal with it. You should get some rest. I'm going back to my room," she told him and headed upstairs.

After having breakfast the next day, Hera asked Gideon for a ride to Imperial Hotel.

Gideon didn't know what she was

going to do. But since she asked him to send her to the hotel, it could only

for

that she wouldn't ask Bernard .

The hotel was lively and merry when they arrived. People milled about. Even finding an empty parking space to park their car was hard.

So, Hera simply told Gideon to drop her off at the entrance. She'd enter the hotel alone.

She'd only just gotten out of the car when she bumped into Queenie, who was leaving the hotel.

Queenie naturally saw Hera and Gideon. She purposely walked over to them.

With a sneer, she said, "Mr. Gideon, you're still not giving up, huh? The manager has signed a contract with me already. You two should leave and find yourselves another Spot for your event."

Gideon's face fell when he caught a glimpse of a corner of the contract sticking out of her bag.

"Don't listen to her," Hera told him.

"Wait for me."

That said, she walked past Queenie and entered the building.