The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 9

"Not even close. You let your sons and an outsider stay in the same room, getting too cozy. That's way more disgraceful!" Shakira shot back. The entire Nelson family froze in shock.

Ignoring their stunned silence, Shakira turned and walked away without a second glance.

Yvette's heart raced at the Nelsons' reaction. She lowered her gaze, looking humiliated and powerless. "I thought that even without blood ties, we're still families."

voice faded as she gripped the hem of her shirt, despair washing over her. "But I guess I'm just an outsider."

"Yvette, don't listen to Shakira. She's just trying to cause trouble for us." Mitchell rushed to comfort her.

With red-rimmed eyes, Yvette looked up, her heartbreak clear. Mitchell felt a surge of anger towards Shakira bubbling inside him.

He remembered the birthday from years ago when Yvette had mysteriously promised him a special gift. When she finally took him to the beach, he was overjoyed to find she had spelled out his name in seashells. It was both a sweet and touching moment. However, that happiness turned tragic. Yvette got swept away by the waves, and as the bodyguard fished her out, she was almost dead. She spent three long days in the hospital before they could save her.

Mitchell faced punishment and confinement for the incident, yet the feverish Yvette still snuck him food-even after everything that happened.

From that day on, Mitchell vowed to always protect Yvette. No one should ever hurt her like that again. As for Shakira? He would not let her get away with this.

Back in the present, Selena couldn't hold back her frustration. "If I had known she would cause so many problems, I never would've let her back in. She can fend for herself out there!"

"Back then, we let her in because we knew she shared a blood type with Yvette. We thought she could donate a kidney if needed," Rebecca murmured, her expression unreadable.

Selena frowned. "But Yvette isn't even close to needing a transplant. Plus, we're the Nelson family! We can find the right donor if we need to."

Cody took a deep breath, echoing Rebecca's sentiments. "Shakira's behavior is getting worse because we've been too lenient. This talk about cutting ties is just her trying to manipulate us, thinking we will cave to her ridiculous demands." "Dream on!" Selena snapped, her eyes blazing. "The Smith family won't take her back, and she doesn't want to stay here. Let's see if she can keep up that bravado when she really needs us."

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of a large window, watching as Shakira got out of her car. Irritation etched on his strong jaw as he sneered, "She dares to come back, huh?" Brian explained behind him flatly, "It was Mr. Benji Lopez who arranged for the driver to wait for

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crossing his face. "A clueless woman who ran off with someone to Belaris is

you

my mistake," Brian

shifted his gaze and maneuvered his wheelchair towards the

going

had set a strict bedtime of 10 PM. But now

things, Benji's going to send that woman

loss of words. 'Mr. Walter Lopez knows Mr. Benji Lopez all too

is the greenhouse garden, and to the west is the golf course. Mr. Benji Lopez asked me to prepare a room for you on the second floor so you can rest, and I'll show you around tomorro "Thank you, Levi." "You're

simple. "Sorry to disturb you

at Crescentville

Taking a

at college this late? Is there not

same kind of innocent romance, so he's off trying his luck at college" Shakira fell silent. 'Well, the Lopez family kids seem a bit more down-to-earth than

it's late, why are you still here?" A cold voice cut through the air as

over and squinted. Walter was in his wheelchair, gold-framed glasses accentuating his sharp features. He wore a deep blue silk robe, looking much

smile. "The early bird gets the worm. If I show up bright and early tomorrow, I might ruin your good mood for the

Nelson is really bold!'