All Chapters of The Billionaire Blind Heir : Chapter 21 - Chapter 26

After entering her room, Rory pulled open the cabinet. The item she had seen on the table the day she had been assigned to that room was put into the cupboard. She reached for a circular case and opened it to discover a gluey silicone in the form of a broken heart inside. Rory could see plenty of them, but she didn't know what they were for, not until she read the cover. She then understood that the item was an eye patch and that it was intended to treat the dark circles under her eyes. She thought of Caroline and her smile spread across her lips. Her friend would really enjoy it. After locking the lid, Rory set the case on the table and reached for another. This time, when she opened the new case, she saw that it contained a green color. Before setting it down on the table, she said, "A face mud," with a slight nod of her head. The next item she chose was a paste for moisturizing the face after completing the entire skin care regimen. Rory placed it on the table before rising f

"Hey Rookie! My office now!" Emily remarked as soon as Mason entered through the door. She had noticed that he had seen her, but he continued to walk with his eyes fixed ahead, as if he hadn't noticed her waiting outside the hospital entrance as he entered.Mason suddenly came to a stop in his tracks and turned to face Emily. What had he done to make her call him into her office? Was it about last night? Emily walked by him, jiggling her ponytail behind her as she moved. From the clothes she was wearing, Mason had also deduced that she had just arrived at the hospital. He trailed behind her.She picked up her coat from where it had been hung as soon as she walked into the office, put it on, and went straight to her desk. After taking a seat, Emily raised her head to look at Mason, who was standing by the closed door. His hands were both behind his back. "I won't bite you, rookie." She motioned for him to approach, telling him to get closer.Exhaling, Mason moved toward her desk. He wa

Rory had determined that the best way to prevent Mr. Lewis from suspecting them was to keep entering the scanning room to check on the result before figuring out how to drop it in the mail without being seen by any of the maids. Dinner last night almost went horribly wrong, and Mr. Lewis might have suspected something was wrong if Eren hadn't intervened. She had also been about to fall the previous night when Eren saved her. And for the first time ever, his request had made her melt after his bath. "Could you please help me dry my hair?" He hated it when she touched his hair, but yesterday he wanted her to do it. At that precise moment, Rory had imagined the most romantic scenarios that take place in movies between couples when they dry each other's hair with towels after a bath. "Sure." She grabbed the towel, dried him off, and helped him with applying oil to massage his scalp when he complained of headaches. To her, it was merely retaliation for the way he had prevented her from