Under the Heiress' Facade

"Stop it!"

Suddenly, a man's brisk voice echoed in the room.

Everyone looked in his direction. It was a man in a suit, wearing frameless glasses. His eyes were similar to Camille's.

He was Marcus Chime, the eldest son as well as the heir of the family.

The guests stopped throwing things at Camille.

Despair almost swallowed her whole, but she saw hope when she noticed him. "Marcus!"

Marcus looked at his disheveled sister on stage and frowned in disapproval. The eldest daughter of the family shouldn't be looking like this.

If only she wasn't his biological sister, he wouldn't have to come forward to protect her. He was doing this merely for the family's sake.

"I guess all of you are taking my family lightly," he stated solemnly. His gaze scanned the guests. Those with little power shuddered at that. Seconds ago, rage got the best of them, so they forgot about the Chime family's powerful background for a moment.

Marcus' gaze finally landed on Hera. He marched up to her confidently. "Did you set this up?"

Nicholas chuckled. "Camille had it coming. She took someone else's title! Is she seeking backup from her family now that she's exposed?" He instinctively stood before Hera, but she stopped him from doing so.

"Your job here is done," she said softly to him.

Although he was considerably influential in Jedburgh, his social position was nothing compared to the Chime family, who was one of the four influential families.

There was no need for him to get in their bad books because of her. Well, actually, it was too late to say that the bad blood was already formed. Nicholas was stunned momentarily. For the first time in forever, a woman was standing before him, protecting him.

He licked his lip ring, realizing that he was falling deeper for Hera.

Meanwhile, Marcus was impressed that she stood up without fear. "Do you know who the head of our family is?" "I do," she answered.

"So how dare you lay a hand on her! You may disappear in thin air at this instant because of this," he threatened.

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A word from him would be enough to shut down a top-tier hospital within seconds, let alone ruin a doctor's career.

That was why many medical professionals dared not offend the Chime family.

"I've met Dr. Chime before, but I didn't expect Camille to be his biological daughter," Hera stated indifferently. "What do you mean by that?" Marcus frowned.

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"Dr. Chime is a kind doctor who helps everyone in need. Once, he risked his life to test poisons for experiments just to save the kids suffering from a strange poison in the poor mountains. Then, he developed a vaccine for it, becoming anexemplary model in the medical world."

She continued, "How could such a kindhearted and empathetic doctor give birth to such a despicable and ill-hearted daughter? Will the people forgive her after she tried to drug her patients? Could Dr. Chime tolerate this? I'm just trying to teach her a small lesson."

The guests glanced at the forlorn Camille. Was this a small lesson?

But it was quite a refreshing show.

Camille became speechless, wondering if she should even thank Hera for her "thoughtfulness".Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Hera had a way with her words, and Marcus didn't know how to respond to that.

If he laid a finger on Hera, that would mean disagreeing with his father's honor in public.

When that happened, Camille wouldn't be the only problem to solve. The honor of the whole family would be jeopardized.

For the sake of the bigger picture, Marcus decided to stomach this matter.

He turned around and chided Camille, "Apologize to her. Hurry!"

Camille was baffled.

Sitting on the stage, she was covered with excrement, wine, and fruits from head to toe. She reeked!

Her eyes shifted toward Hera, who was standing among the crowd, admired and respected.

What a huge contrast.