The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 2

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In an instant, Shakira felt a strong, choking grip on her neck. The man's hand was so tight it felt like he might snap her like a

twig.

"Looking for trouble?" the man warned. His cold voice combined with the pressure made Shakira snap back to reality.

Summoning her remaining strength, she pushed down on his wrist with one hand while her other hand quickly. maneuvered to apply pressure to a sensitive spot on the back of his neck. Instantly, his grip loosened, and the unsuspecting man fell unconscious. Once freed, Shakira collapsed onto his body, gasping for air. But as the oxygen rushed back into her lungs, a wave of heat flooded through her. Overwhelmed, she gritted her teeth and ripped off his expensive tailored pants. Time slipped by in a blur. Finally, drenched in sweat, Shakira slipped into her clothes hanging from the wheelchair, and her mind began to focus. The Nelson and Smith families had ensured that Yvette could hold her head high during the grand party tonight. All their guests came from wealthy backgrounds, with only one disabled visitor-Shakira's former fiancé, Walter Lopez. five families held power, with the Lopez family at the top and the Nelsons at the bottom. Their patriarchs were such close friends they had arranged a marriage between their grandchildren even before they were born. Walter was known for being wild and reckless, getting into trouble all the time when he was young. Rumor had it that with the Lopez family's backing, he'd rule the city one day.

In this

city

But then he disappeared without a trace, becoming a mystery for years. When he finally returned home six months ago, he was confined to a wheelchair, unable to walk.

Shakira had overheard a

I a conversation about the engagement as she returned to the Nelson family. At that moment, Yvette sighed and said, "If Mr. Walter Lopez had come back sooner, maybe I could have married him, and Shakira would have stuck around to spend more and Dad... Her words hit hard. Shakira watched as her mother, Rebecca, scolded Mitchell with a frown. "You can't marry that... What kind of life would that be?"

time with

Rebecca's lips shaped the words "Good for nothing," but out of decency, she held back. Still, the disdain on her face was hard to hide.

glanced at Shakira, hesitant to say what was

doesn't even know

from her family ties, she realized that to Rebecca, Yvette couldn't marry a disabled man, but Shakira had to

that accident tonight in her previous life, marrying Walter would have been a sure thing. So, Shakira figured, in her moment of desperation just now, using her fiance for her own survival didn't seem so wrong after all. After resting for a bit, the tingling in her legs

she finally took in Walter's striking features-truly a work of art. Even in this disheveled

the torn

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shirt. After a moment of thought, she pushed it aside and revealed a bold tattoo etched across his sun-kissed chest-Satan. The fierce look of the tattoo contrasted starkly with the peaceful beauty of the Jesus pendant. Shakira studied the tattoo for a moment, then finished buttoning

the disarray of his clothing, and the ache in

pressed a button on his wheelchair, and moments later, a man in a black suit,

the world's top bodyguards, saw the scene, he

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the harsh word "mistreated" caught in his throat as Walter's icy gaze zeroed in on

his voice icy, "Find out who did this and send

Mr. Lopez!"

Memories she desperately wanted to forget flooded back- scattered clothes, furious accusations from family members, and the

her eyes briefly before pushing the door open. Inside, three men lay sprawled on the bed, completely

person behind all this

then, a panicked scream from behind her. "Shakira, how

burst into the room. She took in their expressions-shock, disgust,

more filthy and corrupted at that moment, especially after her affair had just been discovered, yet she remained so calm. Shakira couldn't help but chuckle bitterly. I'd truly been so blind in my previous

wretch.

regain his composure. With a serious look on his