The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 65

"Absolutely!" Shakira answered without missing a beat. "It's part of my job to pay attention to these things!"

But Shakira didn't say it outright. She realized that he had a taste for sour flavors not just back in Eastlake Valley Estate Valley, but before that too. In that place, they often went hungry in the wild, and during those times, Walter loved to pick fruits to fill his stomach. One moment that stuck out in Shakira's mind was when they had hunted a hyena for lunch. She couldn't stomach it and stepped away, only for Walter to approach her with a few gourd-like fruits in his hands, blocking out the blazing sun above him as he stood there tall and imposing. "Want some?"

Stuck between starving and nibbling a little, Shakira chose the latter option. Walter, seeing her take one, bit into the remaining fruits he held, devouring most of one with a single bite.

Shakira watched as he devoured the fruit herself, taking a big-bite, which had her reeling from the intense sourness.

Walter chuckled, "This fruit just gets better the more you eat it."

Shakira was speechless.

Shakira skeptically finished the entire fruit. By the end, her mouth felt completely numb. At first, it was just sour, but by the last bite, it was unbearably astringent. Since that moment, she realized Walter had a taste for this flavor that most people simply couldn't handle. "Of course, I love it," Shakira answered without hesitation, a shadow passing over Walter's expression as he raised an eyebrow at her. His smirk held a hint of sarcasm. "I can't believe how much you've come to love your job now."

Shakira caught the mockery in his tone. She had brought him out for a good time, so she didn't feel like arguing with him. Nodding enthusiastically, she said, "Yep! If you love what you do, it's worth it." She thought, 'I was sacrificing so much, he should feel better, right?' It turned out that Shakira was being too naïve. Walter was enjoying the hot and sour pot, but whenever he looked at her, his expression was icy.

Shakira kept serving, trying her best to please him, but she couldn't wrap her head around it. She thought, 'Everything was fine, so why on earth was Walter so mad? Could it be...? Yeah, he had said they would eat out, but now he was back with that sour expression and no appetite. It had to be that!'

Suddenly inspired, Shakira asked, "Mr. Lopez, did you go on a date with that mysterious lady today?"

Walter frowned, "Who?"

"Oh come on, stop pretending," she said, seeing right through him. "The lady who was mentioned at the welcome dinner the other night. You didn't say anything then and even used me as a buffer. She must be someone important to you." Walter looked at her with a raised brow, "And if I say yes? What then?"

surprise, "Nothing much, really. You and your

he was looking for me to vent his frustrations on. Unbelievable!' Watching Shakira's increasingly flustered expression, Walter arched an eyebrow. He thought, 'She

spoon to eat and occasionally tossed some of

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to herself, 'Seriously? He's just trying to take out his frustrations on me!' Look at that smug expression on his

eating, Shakira stood up to pay the bill and said

rarely come back, so let me treat you!"

to her refusal and

wait a second, Shakira!" the owner called out, shaking

to make a few meals. If you want some, just make it at home," she said cheerfully. Shakira was taken aback but couldn't argue with her kindness. She accepted

the owner replied with a bright smile. "Shakira, your boyfriend seems like a good

my boyfriend..."

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was just as aloof, but his eyes told a different story," the owner said knowingly. "He cares

take it easy, you know? I

not me! Ugh, wait, actually, it kinda was... Shakira thought, wanting to

had previously thought, 'Shakira was carefree and naive about relationships, but it was clear now

Shakira knew what the owner was really thinking, she'd

Eastlake Valley Estate, it was nearing midnight. Brian and Levi had been waiting at

a hot shower. Even after that, her stomach still felt full, so she grabbed her laptop and started typing furiously, not

the classroom, she sensed the odd atmosphere.