The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 59

Walter felt a bit hot. He loosened his collar, revealing the edge of a Jesus pendant and a tattoo. Shakira glanced at it but was quickly forced by him to lift her chin again.

His hand was large, and Shakira's face seemed tiny in it, like a doll he could easily manipulate.

Walter ran his pinky gently along her jawline. Unintentionally, they ended up even closer. Their noses were almost touching.

Shakira blinked, and Walter could feel her eyelashes brushing against his face.

Walter spoke again, his breath carrying the sweet, intoxicating scent of osmanthus from her lips, making Shakira even more entranced.

But his words were like ice, making Shakira shiver. "If you ever bring this up again, I'll snap your neck without hesitation."

Shakira's eyes widened in fear.

Instinctively, she let out a hiccup and covered her face with her hands, starting to whine. "The big bad guy is scaring me again. Besides breaking necks, what else can you do!" Walter narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Big bad guy?"

Shakira didn't notice the cold storm brewing in his eyes and continued in her own world. "Yeah, the evil big bad guy! If you hadn't shown up, I would've driven Fiona crazy!"

"Heh." Walter suddenly seemed interested. "So, what would you have said if I hadn't come?"

"Hehe, I'd have said that not only have I touched his abs, but I've also kissed his lips. They're soft and warm, like jelly-really nice to kiss. And sitting on him was like a roller coaster, so much fun. I want to do it again-mmph mmph!" Walter's face turned dark. He had only one thought now. 'Shut her

up and her from rambling!"

stop

Walter grabbed the back of her head and, with a forceful kiss, shut her up. Shakira, who was only good at talking, was no match for him.

Overwhelmed by the taste of alcohol, Shakira went limp and slumped against his chest.

Walter panted heavily. "Still going to talk?"

Shakira's lips were numb, and her eyes were watery. "I won't talk anymore, I promise..."

turned bright red. "Alright, if you're drunk, just settle down and sleep." Shakira, already dizzy, now saw only darkness. She leaned against

Shakira woke up with a sharp pain in the back of her

thought it was just some fruit wine and had drunk a lot for fun. 'But why do my lips hurt too?' Standing in

fragmented images flashing through

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Chapter 59

and went to the dining

at

and gave a warm smile, though there was a hint

shivered a little. "Levi, how

to explain. "Ms. Nelson, you were drunk last night. The Mr.

was stunned.

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much we tried to wake you, you wouldn't stir. Brian tried to carry you, but the Mr. Lopez stopped him and took you home himself. Don't you remember?" Shakira shook her head vigorously. She

thought, 'Walter could really be this nice to her?' Shakira shook her head and wanted to ask Walter what really

on his neck, she froze, feeling a chill run

injured, and her mouth was injured. It must be her who

his coffee cup down.

Lopez..." Shakira quickly bowed her head. "I'm sorry." She was

Then tell me,

to admit

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safely last night and ended up passing out

good at dodging

I make any other mistakes? You

looked pointedly at the

a beast having marked its territory, Walter felt

punish me

raised his chin slightly, showing unusual leniency. "That's a

sigh of relief. Her neck was saved,

the morning, as Shakira walked out,