The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 749

Chapter 749: Chapter 749 New Car
Moments later, the new doctor arrived—a man well past his prime but experienced enough to understand the situation without asking unnecessary questions. Without a word, he got to work, his quiet efficiency a welcome contrast to the drama that had just unfolded.

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[Liz: Hera, would you like to stop by my studio to check on your orders? The cufflinks and necktie pins are all finished!]

[Liz: (￣^￣)ゞ]

[Hera: Already? That was fast!]

[Liz: Well, it’s the weekend, and I had my team put in some overtime to make sure everything was completed as soon as possible.]

[Hera: That’s amazing! I’ll be sure to leave a five-star review on your website—along with pictures of the orders!]

[Hera: (^_^)/ (^-^*)]

[Liz: Please do! Every little bit helps! ]

[Liz: By the way, how’s your progress on the designs for the competition? Do you need any help?]

[Hera: No worries, I’m making great progress and should be finished before the competition begins. I just hope you’ll be there too!]

[Liz: Of course! I think I’m even more excited than you are!]

[Liz: I finally get to see how far my star pupil has come after all that private tutoring!]

[Hera: Don’t worry, I won’t embarrass you—I’m sure of it.]

[Hera: ★~(◠︿◕✿)]

[Liz: Now that’s what I like to hear! That just makes me look forward to it even more!]

[Liz: I’ll be expecting you at my studio today, okay?]

[Liz: Oh, and bring Athena with you! I’ve been trying to contact her, but she’s not answering. I figured she might still be busy, but I heard her fashion show already wrapped up. What’s she up to now?]

[Hera: Hmm?]

[Hera: She should be free by now. Let me check…]

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[Hera: Athena, are you busy?]

[Athena: Nope…]

[Athena: Why? Miss me already? (^_<)]

[Hera: Want to come with me to Liz’s studio? I’m picking up the custom orders I asked her to make.]

[Athena: Ohh, you mean those gifts for your lover and grandpa?]

[Athena: (๑•̆૩•̆) ͜ʖ ͡°]

[Hera: Why does it sound weird when you say it?]

[Athena: Pfft, it’s not weird! Just accept that you’re finally starting to think like me.]

[Athena: I mean, experiencing intimacy does open up a whole new world for you… no surprise your mind’s starting to wander in that direction. (¬‿¬)]

[Athena: (๑˃́ꇴ˂̀)]

[Hera: Ugh! (-‸ლ)]

[Hera: Just meet me at Liz’s studio in half an hour.]

[Athena: G!]

[Hera: ???]

[Athena: I mean, Go! I’ll be there! (*^▽^*) ♪]

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After informing Liz that they would be arriving at her studio, Hera began preparing. Since everyone else was busy and it was the weekend, she decided to take a break from studying.

She had come to believe in living a balanced life—or rather, she now believed in it. In the past, she had overworked herself to the point of looking haggard and gaunt. After experiencing the consequences firsthand, she vowed never to let herself reach that state again.

She decided to dress up in a pastel-colored skirt, a white turtleneck, long beige socks, and matching beige boots. To enhance her youthful look, she tied her hair into a ponytail.

For her bag, she chose a small Re-Nylon Prada backpack in beige—its logo subtle enough that it wouldn’t stand out unless someone was familiar with the brand and design. From afar, she looked just like a regular college student.

Hera twirled in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, admiring her reflection. She opted for a natural look, skipping makeup and instead spritzing on a delicate floral perfume.

As a final touch, she pulled a cashmere coat from her cabinet. Now, she truly looked like a regular college student—not the woman constantly surrounded by men or making headlines on the trending list.

For once, she just wanted to embrace her age, free from scheming and overthinking. No responsibilities, no worries—just a moment of peace.

Taking a deep breath, Hera stepped out of her walk-in closet and made her way downstairs. As she descended, Amy and Hannah, who were tending to the flowers near the staircase, glanced up at her.

“Young Miss, are you heading out?” Amy asked warmly, wiping her hands on her apron.

“Yes, please don’t prepare lunch for me. I’ll be going out with Athena and Liz,” Hera informed them cheerfully before heading to the cabinet where her car keys were kept. As she reached for them, she noticed a new key among the others.

Blinking in surprise, she turned back to Amy and Hannah, silently questioning them with her gaze.

Seeing Hera’s confusion, Amy quickly explained, “Young Miss, Butler Alfonse sent someone earlier this morning to deliver a Bugatti Centodieci. It’s a gift from your grandfather. The man who delivered it is one of Butler Alfonse’s trusted men—he’ll be returning to the Old Master tomorrow morning.”

Hera’s lips curved into a soft smile. “Hmm, can you ask him to stop by before he leaves? I have something I’d like him to deliver to my grandfather.”

Warmth spread through her chest. Even from afar, her grandfather always found ways to show his love and care. And since he had sent her a gift first, it only felt right to give him one in return. She didn’t want to be the only one always receiving—she wanted to express her gratitude in kind.

As soon as Amy nodded, Hera grabbed the new car key and headed to the parking lot. When the elevator doors slid open, her gaze immediately landed on the newest addition to her collection, lined up neatly among her other cars.

The Bugatti stood out in a striking mint purple—a color so girly and fashionable that it made Hera chuckle.

‘Did Grandpa think all girls love this kind of color? Or was it because I have a mint pink Pagani in my garage that he assumed mint purple would be a perfect match for my taste?’ she mused with amusement.

Pressing the key fob, she unlocked the car, and its headlights flashed in response. ‘It’s actually pretty cute… but definitely too eye-catching,’ she thought as she pulled open the driver’s side door and casually tossed her bag onto the passenger seat.

Sliding into the plush leather seat, she gripped the wheel and revved the engine a few times, listening to the smooth, powerful purr. ‘Sounds nice,’ she noted with satisfaction. Then, with a small smirk, she shut the door, shifted into gear, and drove off.

As soon as Hera’s car emerged from the parking lot, it immediately drew attention. The moment she entered the city streets, pedestrians couldn’t help but turn their heads, their gazes following the flashy vehicle.

‘Who said red sports cars were the flashiest?’ Hera mused, watching as people pointed and took pictures. Red had become too common, but this mint purple? It made her car stand out like a celebrity on the road.

Unfortunately, she had no choice but to endure the attention—Liz’s studio was downtown, meaning she had to drive through some of the busiest streets, where crowds naturally gathered.

Not long after, Hera arrived at the studio and pulled into the designated parking area. A small crowd had gathered, drawn by the eye-catching car, their curiosity only growing until Hera stepped out.

Moments later, another luxury vehicle—a mint green Bugatti Chiron—pulled up beside hers. As the door opened, Athena stepped out, effortlessly exuding confidence in black elephant slacks, Saint Laurent high heels, and a black leather jacket over a matching shirt.

With a graceful motion, she removed her oversized sunglasses, which had nearly covered half of her face, revealing her cute features.