The True Heiress's Return

Chapter 80

Walter looked at her with a knowing expression, "How do you feel about asking Matthew to treat me

Shakira was confused. Isn't that a normal thing to do? What's there to consider? Wait... Her lips curled into a sly smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief, "Are you worried someone will replace me and make me angry?"

Walter frowned. Although that wasn't his initial thought, it could make sense to explain it that way. But the word 'worried- he scoffed at it. Why would I be worried about Shakira? Still, he didn't refute her; he somewhat accepted that notion. Shakira's smile deepened, nearly crooked now, "Hey, if someone can help lighten my load, I'd be thrilled!" After all, I can't exactly say that I'm not sure myself; so Lasked the old man for help, right?" Walter narrowed his eyes at her for a moment before sneering coldly, "Shakira, you're trying to dodge responsibility"

Shakira's eyes widened, almost bursting out with a curse. "I am not!" Realizing the dangerous gaze Walter was locking onto her, she quickly backtracked, trying to please him, Tm just happy for you! Even though I'd love to help you heal your leg myself, if there's a more skilled expert who can get you back on your feet sooner, I'd be really happy!"

Walter stared at her intensely. "You'd better remember this: you owe me. If you don't treat my leg, you have to stick around to make it up to me

Shakira nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes, you're right, Mr. Lopez Typical capitalist, not letting even a bit of lettuce go to waste. Once I'm done with what I need to do, you think you can find me again? Not a chance! She quickly found an excuse and made a hasty exit. Walter watched her flee like she was being chased by a dog, silently scoffing. He was about to maneuver his wheelchair when his wrist accidentally brushed against his knee, triggering a reflex. He froze, realizing he hadn't felt anything for a long time, Even the slightest change had never happened, during his six months of treatment! Walter pressed his palm against his knee." a rare look of joy appearing on his face.

please help us! Save the Smith family! We just need 2 million, Yvette, just 2 million! If I don't pay them

antiques, and even ordered a pool full of koi worth over a million! What he thought would be a rise to success had all shattered into pieces. overnight! Now, looking at the ever-increasing interest rates and hearing about the thugs showing up at his door after his failed bids, Lago was scrambling to borrow money, trying to patch the hole he'd dug for himself. Despite his desperate pleas and bending over backward to beg everyone, no one was willing to help! Even the

it's not that I don't want your antique vase, but... think about who you've upset recently. Nobody is going to take your stuff off your hands anytime soon, except maybe

who can't compete fairly and hides behind backhanded tricks! I need to pull myself together; I can still make it big again and crush those lowlifes!' With no other choice, Lago called Yvette back, begging her with

and stubbly facial hair. 'Remember how the Nelson family was struggling? Cody and Finn still managed to keep their composure. Rural folk, no matter how much money they made, would never compare to those raised in

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hand away, "2 million? You can kill me, but

you pocket money every year. Those jewelry and luxury items must add up! Yvette, you have to help

a fairy tale. Am I out of my mind? That's my

Lago's face twist in distress. She quickly put on a pitiful look. "Dad, you know Shakira's always watching me, just waiting for a chance to put me down, right? Remember when the Nelson family had a crisis? I didn't sell off any of their gifts for cash. If they find out I sold their presents to give you money, what would they think of me? They won't be nice to me anymore! And I still want to help