"You… who are you?"
Hera's breath hitched while Heaven glanced at the rearview mirror. Neither of them expected that question from Dragon. Even Dragon himself was surprised at the words that came out of his mouth.
"What?" Hera scoffed, heart thudding against her chest. "Did you just ask who I was?"
Why did he ask such a question?
There was no mistaking that the woman beside him was the one and only Hera Cruel. She wasn't June, who went under the knife to look like Hera. No matter how different she was, it was ridiculous to question her identity.
"Frank, how dare you?" A mocking laughter escaped her, keeping her slightly dilated gaze at him. "After keeping me locked up and overdosing me with all the drugs you can get your hands on, you're asking me who I was? Hah! You must have gone crazy."