The True Heiress's Return

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Shakira leaned in and pushed the bowl of chicken soup toward Walter's desk. "Mr. Lopez, this soup took the chef over an hour to make! It smells so good!"

Walter didn't even look at it, maintaining his emotionless face. "Are you thinking of cleaning the floor?"

Shakira quickly scooted the soup back, worried that he'd sweep it off the table with a flick of his wrist, leaving her to mop up the mess. "Mr. Lopez, you didn't eat anything for dinner. Aren't you hungry? Or is there something you want to eat? I can make it for you?" He remained indifferent. "No appetite."

She almost wanted to smack the back of his head. She thought, 'Seriously, he was acting all cool just because he had no appetite.'

Thinking for a moment, she suddenly blurted out, "Is it because I bit down too hard last night? Does your neck.hurt, which is why you have no appetite?"

Walter lost words.

"Cough!" Beside him, Brian nearly lost his balance. He thought, "What on earth was Ms. Nelson saying? Those were some bold words...

Walter shot her a cold, piercing look. Shakira quickly waved her hands, laughing nervously, "Haha, I was just kidding."

Suddenly, a thought struck her. "Got it! I know just what to make you have appetite." With that, she surprisingly moved to push Walter's wheelchair and headed for the door.

Brian was completely stunned, never expecting Shakira to take Walter out like this. "Where are you taking him, Ms. Nelson?"

Shakira replied, "To get some good food, of course."

Brian said, "But it's almost ten..." He thought, 'Unless there was an emergency, Mr. Lopez was usually very punctual with his routine.'

Shakira was already huffing and puffing as she navigated Walter into the elevator. She waved dismissively, "He can't sleep on an empty stomach! I promise to feed him well and get him back. Brian, you can head home."

Brian wanted to protest, but seeing that Walter had a stern expression but wasn't stopping her or showing any signs of anger, he could only back down. He thought, 'Maybe Mr. Lopez wanted Ms. Nelson to cheer him up.

Shakira was quick and didn't even wait for Levi to arrange a car. She pushed Walter to the parking garage, found the most inconspicuous business car, and drove off.

trying to figure out the buttons on the steering wheel. "You don't know how to drive and you want

driven in a while," Shakira shot back, and suddenly she realized something. "Hey, buckle

head, looking like a grumpy old

then noticing the unmistakable mark on his neck from last night, she remembered how she'd pushed her luck without him throwing her out...

Instinctively, he held his breath, his

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to the driver's seat. Walter gradually realized what had just happened, and his

"Hold on tight, Mr. Lopez! I'm taking you to

Crescentville. It was already late at

Walter's side. Pulling a mask from her pocket, she glanced at his stunningly handsome face. "This might

"Shakira, you're

comes from you, Mr. Lopez." She was quite

carefully steering him away from anyone who bumped into them. They

She called out, "Hey there, can we get

The owner, holding a menu, came out of the kitchen, her face lighting up at the sight of Shakira's

leave Crescentville for a bit, but I'm back now and here

us..." The owner hesitated, then turned her attention to Walter. Even in a wheelchair, he

also order through our phone..." The owner stepped closer to Shakira, her gaze teasing. "Is

no! This is my boss! I'll just order for

when you two are ready, and I'll get your food fast." The owner was called away by other customers, and

freeze her in place with just a

single." Shakira emphasized, "It means I

didn't believe her at

bothering to ask him what he wanted. Instead, she grabbed some napkins and expertly wiped the table, pouring hot water

he blurted, "You used to come here