The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 49

"Stop that! This is not a place for you bumpkins to make a scene. William..." Lago suddenly stopped when he saw the photos.

The photo on William's phone showed a seriously ill old woman lying in a hospital bed, her face covered with wrinkles. Her eyes were tightly shut, but the expression on her face was wrinkled. It was just a photo but it magnified the old woman's pain and suffering. "It was the photo I sent to Shakira. How could it be in William's lands? Lago suddenly thought of something, and he looked around the room with a vicious gaze. Soon, he spotted Shakira in the corner, leisurely savoring a delicious cake. Seeing him look over, she smiled at him. He thought, How dare she smile?

"This is your mother, Lago, the one who gave birth to you and raised you. After making a career, you abandoned her and wouldn't even spend a penny to treat her illness. Aren't you afraid of karma?" William accused him. "Nonsense! How could I not take care of my mother!" Lago looked around in a panic. The big shots who had been chatting happily just now all shook their heads, whispered to each other, and looked at him with contempt in their eyes.

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He

panicked. When he looked at Martha again, he saw her stem face and had a bad feeling.

He hurriedly explained, "This is a huge misunderstanding, Mrs. Ortiz. He is my distant relative who has always lived in the countryside and doesn't know anything about my mother in Crescentville. She is now in a nursing home and has a nanny taking care of her, I have done everything I can to care for her. This man is clearly being bribed by someone to frame mer

Martha snorted and said immediately, "This is your family matter and I won't interfere, Mr. Smith, but... Since this old lady is in Crescentville, our association won't just stand by!"

William was overjoyed. "Thank you, Mrs. Ortiz. I knew you were a kind person. Thank you for saving my grandaunt!"

I

Mr. Smith, and you can't stop me an old woman, from helping my friend." Martha said to William. "Young man, give me your address and phone number, and I

money from them, and Lago had never agreed. If he got in touch with Martha, he would probably say ill of them in front of her. They were afraid

that as long as I'm alive, I will treat my mother's illness and that no matter how much it costs or how expensive

Lago

was speechless.

him at all. Fearing that he would go back on his words, he said, "Why don't you finish your words?" Lago gritted his teeth. "If I go back on my words, I'll end up badly! "Great!" Martha was the first to respond, "It seems that Mr. Smith is determined. I hope you can keep your promise." Lago wiped the sweat from his

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have hit William. He thought, This asshole humiliated me in public. No, it was all Shakira's doing. I won't let this ***b***h off the h***k! Not far away, Yvette

She's

sarcastic voice came from behind. Yvette traced the sound and saw a woman, dressed elegantly, scornfully looking in the direction of Shakira. She raised her eyebrows and walked towards the woman. "Excuse me, do you know Mr.

Banks, on guard, sized up Yvette suspiciously. Then, as if recalling something, she said in surprise, "You're from the Nelson family. Yvette Nelson, right?" Yvette was

patient of my junior. I'm Fiona Banks from the Banks family of Ryston," said Fiona. "Is your

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could it be?" At the mention of Shakira, Fiona's pretty face immediately twisted with jealousy. "She works as a maid in Walter's house and has no manners. She always fights with people outside. If it weren't for Walter's favoritism, she wouldn't have the audacity to be so rude!" "I see..." Yvett ." Yvette nodded, feeling a sudden sense of relief. She couldn't figure out why Shakira would be treated differently by Walter earlier. She thought, 'It turned

Lopez family is incredibly wealthy,

she thought of something and took out a necklace from around her neck, stroking it. It seemed this item worked. She was extremely unlucky when she wasn't wearing it, but now with it

was surrounded by people while Walter exuded a

lightly on the armrest of his wheelchair with his slender fingers. He turned his head and just happened to see Shakira, her mouth full, eyes narrowed, eating while