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"Aren't you eating anything, Mr. Lopez? What are you looking at? Shakira noticed that Walter seemed serious, so she curiously followed his gaze but saw nothing, which was quite strange. "Nothing." Walter sighed and then remained silent, not saying a word. "You're so weird." Shakira didn't bother him further and continued to eat the food.

After

going back to the Eastlake Valley Estate, Walter called Brian to his study. "Look into Yvette." Brian was surprised and confused. "What exactly do you want to investigate, Mr. Lopez?"

Walter's

r's voice was h***se. "The necklace she's wearing" Brian pondered for a moment, his eyes widening in disbelief. You mean the bullet necklace, right, Mr. Lopez?" said Walter.

"Yes,

"But didn't you say that the person stayed in Belaris for two years? Ms. Nelson has always been in Crescentville and it's known to everyone. How could she..." said Brian. Walter frowned and said, "Then find out where exactly she got that necklace from!"

After leaving the banquet at the Ortiz residence, Lago stormed angrily to the nursing home. It was past visiting hours, but he barged in regardless of the security. However, before he could reach Hannah's room, he was blocked by two bodyguards at the door. Lago almost jumped. "Where did you come from? I never hired bodyguards!" The two men, nearly 6 feet 3 inch tall, looked quite intimidating in front of the short Lago. "We are hired by Ms. Shakira Nelson."

Lago was p***d, thinking, Shakira again!" He roared, "Get out of here. My mom doesn't need any d***n bodyguards!"

The bodyguard said, "Sorry, we only take orders from Ms. Shakira Nelson. You have no right to make us leave."

"Fine, if you won't leave, I'll call the police and report you for harassing my mom!" said Lago.

The bodyguard said, "Ms. Nelson has a recording for you, Mr. Smith."

Lago laughed as if he had heard a joke. "Who does Shakira think she is? I don't have to listen to her!"

The bodyguard said, "Ms. Nelson said that if you don't listen to it yourself, we can play it publicly, and it will be you who gets humiliated."

driven mad by Shakira. He snatched the recorder from

surprise I prepared for you, Lago. He's been living comfortably in the countryside, all thanks to the pension card Grandma gave him before she came to Crescentville, so he's more concerned about Grandma's health than anyone else. I advise you to behave and not to have any ill intentions towards Grandma. If anything happens to her, William would go berserk and no one would be able to stop him. Oh, and don't even think about bribing him. He probably wouldn't believe you even if you kneli." At the end of the recording, there was Shakira's playful and triumphant laughter. Lago's face turned red with anger. He threw the voice recorder on the ground and stomped on it with both feet, venting

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fierce. He glanced at the two big burly guys guarding the door of the ward, picked

called someone.

was even worse, and due to her

visitor, Ms.

Brian. "Mr. Lopez wants to see

and handsome face, so she got into the car without hesitation. She asked

at her.

After all, she was now in a Mercedes-Benz

question

such a pointless question, so he casually replied,

them."

ease. As expected, Shakira could get a ride in a Maybach only because of her status as a maid in the Lopez family. Otherwise, no matter how hard she tried, she would never

she realize that even though they were both century-old families, the Lopez family was clearly wealthier. The building was a perfect

the CEO's office. Brian tapped the communication screen on the

access granted, and Brian gestured for Yvette

what she saw was the curved wraparound floor-to-ceiling windows, out of

office slowly turned around in his wheelchair, his handsome face as if crafted

dark and deep, like a whirlpool that one cannot help but be

his intimidating gaze, Yvette couldn't help but blush and feel her heart race.

Walter.

close, Walter said coldly, "Stay

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