Capítulo 133: Life has a strange humor

[FLASHBACK]

"What are you thinking?"

"Is knowing my thoughts a hobby, Bear?" Hera smirked, glancing over her shoulder at where her most loyal henchman was standing. "I noticed you keep asking about my thoughts recently."

Bear, the middle-aged man, sighed. He kept his pair of silver eyes fixed on her back. His boss was sitting on the railing of the balcony with a bottle of wine beside her. 

"It's my job to know your thoughts," he reasoned. "And it's dangerous there. You had a bit of drink, boss."

Hera chuckled. "Is there a place in this world we live in that doesn't scream danger?"

There wasn't, but he couldn't say that. There was no need because the truth was engraved deep in their bones.

"Bear, stop treating me like a little girl. It's been years since I took over the organization." Hera gazed down, unfazed by the height she would fall to if she missed her balance. "Do you think this fall is enough to kill me?"