Arcane Tower Bernard Answers Novels & Stories

"We were just surprised. Wait, Mr. Bernard-" "Just call me papa," Bernard cut in quickly. "Okay, papa. Are you serious about giving me a suite apartment?" Arleena asked later. Upon hearing Arleena's question, Bernard laughed. Bernard was amused to see how Arleena reacted. "Why are you reacting like that?" asked Bernard as he shook his head. Arleena couldn't control her awkwardness at all. Even though she already knew Bernard and was quite close during her friendship with Hugo, Arleena still felt that a suite-type apartment unit was an excessive gift.

Ara crossed the road and hid in a dark alley with his eyes trained on the building where the penthouse apartment was located. Five minutes later a black Mercedes salon pulled up in front of the building. The two hostile looking men in white and black suits stepped out of the car and walked into the building. Ara took the license plate of the car and was about to take the address of the street on one of the billboards but he found out that he already knew the address. The surprise hit him like a volt of electricity when he learnt that he was currently in Bern.

"Hi, Ace." "You are here again." "I am." "Why?" Liam opens his mouth. Closes it. "I like the park," he says finally. Ace considers this the way Ace considers things, which is fully and quickly. "Me too. Bernard lives here." "Who is Bernard?" "A pigeon." "Oh, I see." "He is my friend." "That is very lucky." Ace nods once and turns and walks off toward the third bench, which is where Bernard lives on Tuesdays according to Ace's private system, and I watch my son go and I do not look at Liam.

Her fingers slipped under his shirt, tracing the firm lines of his chest… … After Homer, Landon, and Aria finished their breakfast the next morning, they piled into a car headed for Mount Southbore. Autumn came early to these mountains. Frost-tinged winds swept through endless stretches of crimson maples, painting the rolling peaks like a canvas splashed with rich, bold colors. The mountain road wound upward like a ribbon, its end lost somewhere in the misty green depths above. That was where the Conclave of the Arcane would be held. A black Bentley rolled to a smooth stop in a wide plaza. The door swung open, and out stepped Homer in arcane robes. His eyes were bright as stars, and his long

“At last, we meet, my dear! Your son is so adorable! And he is right. You are absolutely stunning.” “Thank you for your kindness and generosity towards my son,” Julianne said. “He has nothing but kind things to say about your family.” “Oh, it’s a joy to have him with us,” Pierre Starck said. “Mama, the arrangements are absolutely perfect!” Adrienne told her mother. “Of course,” Arianna said. She leaned in to whisper to them, “We don’t want the Bernards to be disappointed. Vanessa is known to have high standards.” “Where is Jin?”

Jone instantly said. “Though-” Jone added before pausing. “I sure as hell wish that I’m wrong.” Bernard sighed, sinking back into his chair. ‘Just the perfect timing,’ he said to himself, recalling the little princess that’s roaming in his palace as they speak. A thought crashed into Bernard as he recalled the little silver-haired princess in his house, and he turned to Jone. ‘Did he catch on to it?’ Bernard wondered, weighing the options before him. There was a high chance that the arson of the Crescent already reached Jone’s ears. There was little that skipped the ears of this merchant.

Tiffany Blue is just a 3-minute walk to Fermone. The elevator stopped. As soon as the door opened, Jeremy got out. 49TH. A shiny silver number sign is attached on the wall facing the elevator. Under it is a beautiful table with intricate designs. A white vase with fresh flowers is on it. Two sophisticated small chairs are on both sides. In just a few steps, he reached his unit. 49AB.

The children must be happy and happy to grow up in his company. Now, he was not only a tall and mighty father, but also a charming male god. Mariana secretly heaved a sigh of relief, facing Bernard's attack that seemed to have no effect at all, she was truly powerless to defend. Just that, she still did not believe that Bernard would have that kind of thought towards her. Perhaps, it was just as he said, he just felt that he owed her and wanted to repay her. The underground parking lot of the central shopping mall!

“What else?” She paused and thought for a moment. “Well, you’re going to have to wear something very low cut because Bernard is a boob man.” Tamara glanced down at my chest. “I guess it’s a good thing you’re blessed in that department. Oh, one more thing.” She looked at my dyed red hair. “Bernard only likes blondes.” Well, it looked like I was going back to my original hair color. “Is there anything else you can tell me?” I pressed.

I could not tell how long he had been observing us. Out of the blue, Francis said, "Bernard, let's make a thrilling bet." Bernard arched an eyebrow. "On what?" "The drug supply chain in Westborough," Francis said. "Ha! You know that's not what I'm after." Bernard turned to look at me, and all eyes followed. "If I win, Natalie's mine for the night."