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"Babe! Wake up!!!" Hera was jolted awake when Athena ca running into her room, shouting at the top of her lungs.

Everyone in the mansion was startled, but instead of getting annoyed, they were happy to hear so life in the usually silent mansion. They continued with their tasks and housework, unfazed by the disturbance.

Still feeling her eyelids heavy as lead, Hera struggled to get up. Athena did her best to coax her out of bed though being less athletic, she resorted to dragging Hera out of bed and shoving her into the bathroom.

As the sound of water filled the room, Athena made her way to the built-in closet adjoining Hera’s room. Upon opening the door, she couldn’t help but whistle in awe at the abundance of limited-edition clothes, shoes, and accessories that resembled pieces from haute couture collections.

"One bag is equivalent to several of my Bugatti Chiron!" Athena marveled, running her fingers along the edge of the cabinets as she surveyed the room. Her gaze landed on a pastel pink overcoat, which she envisioned would look adorable on Hera. She then selected a cute skirt and a modest top, considering Hera’s C-cup chest; Athena aid for clothes that would enhance Hera’s youthful glow without appearing too provocative.

She relished the task of dressing up Hera, knowing that Hera’s perfect hourglass figure and beautiful face would make any outfit look stunning. However, Athena also recognized that if left to her own devices, Hera might choose clothing haphazardly, potentially ruining her overall look. It wasn’t that Hera lacked a sense of fashion; rather, she had prioritized work and school over her wardrobe, paying more attention to practicality and price rather than style.

Athena’s smile stretched from ear to ear as she surveyed the room filled with exquisite attire. She couldn’t help but imagine Hera donning each piece and strutting the floor like a runway model. When Hera erged from the bathroom after freshening up, she found Athena wearing a smile that bordered on sinister rather than mischievous, sending a chill down her spine.

"What are you up to?!" Hera asked a hint of perplexity in her voice, her drowsiness evaporating instantly.

"What? Nothing! I was just picking out so clothes for you!" Athena replied in defense, almost instantly.

Hera remained doubtful but still took the clothes from Athena’s arms and proceeded to change. While she was changing, Athena also selected a pair of white stilettos with gold-plated heels and a pastel pink limited edition Birkin bag to complent her outfit.

Once Hera was fully dressed, Athena admired Hera’s reflection in the mirror, placing both hands on her hips with a big grin on her lips. "Beautiful!" she exclaid.

"Indeed, no wonder you were the Vogue’s chief editor in your past life!" Hera echoed, offering her friend a complint. Hera was truly surprised to see herself looking different after dressing up. "I look like a wealthy lady," she joked.

Athena playfully knocked on Hera’s head. "Because you are!"

"And so are you!" Hera giggled, taking a twirl in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror inside her wardrobe.

After the two had their fill of fooling around and admiring themselves in the mirror, they descended to have breakfast with the Old Master. As Hera made her way down the stairs, the servants bustling about halted, casting admiring glances her way.

"Oh my! My princess has finally worn the clothes I bought!" The Old Master’s smile stretched from ear to ear at the sight of his granddaughter dressed so elegantly. "Are you both going out?" he inquired.

"Yes, Grandpa! I’ll go with Athena to pick up her new car, and we’ll go shopping afterward," Hera replied, her steps light as she moved to cling to her grandfather’s arm.

"Good, good! You indeed have to enjoy yourself. Your classes will start again in a few days. You have to get out more," the Old Master advised, patting his granddaughter’s hand affectionately.

Hera nodded in agreent and assisted her grandfather to the dining table, Athena following closely behind. As they settled in, Athena couldn’t resist sharing a picture of Hera she had secretly taken earlier while she was admiring herself in the mirror.

[Athena_Lowry: Look at what I found. XOXO. Isn’t our Hera beautiful and elegant?]

No editing was done to the picture, capturing Hera’s natural beauty. Her bare face glowed with a subtle tint of pink on her cheeks, and her lips boasted a natural plump redness. Cascading down her waist, her long wavy hair frad her youthful features as she poised to twirl before the mirror. With a hint of sweet cuteness and an air of elegance, Hera appeared radiant in the photo.

Just a minute passed after she posted the picture, and her post was already flooded with likes and comnts. The recent interview from last night still lingered in people’s minds, and netizens were actively discussing it online, despite Rafael’s team attempting to scrub any information that could tarnish Minerva’s reputation.

The fans Hera recently gained were particularly delighted to see the picture.

[Annalise: Oh my goodness!!! Sister looks absolutely stunning! Her beauty just brightened up my entire day! Who needs coffee when you have her to admire? (hearteye_emoji)]

[HeraismyGoddess: I went from being a Hera hater to a full-on fan overnight, and I’m already in for a treat?!]

[AuntieNextDoor: Good morning, my dear little sister Hera!! This picture is going straight to my screensaver. Thank you, poster!

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