The True Heiress's Return

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The sudden voice startled Jessie, making her shiver. She turned around to see an old man, so emaciated he looked like he was made of skin and bones.

"Dad!" Jessie pressed a hand to her chest, "Why didn't you say anything? You scared me to death."

Modis Joyce didn't even glance at her, hunched over as he entered the house. In the center of the gloomy living room, on the table, lay a black-and-white photo of a gentle-looking young woman. Modis bent down, laboriously pulling out a small chipped porcelain cup from a drawer still muddy from the yellow dirt.

Jessie pouted, "I traveled all the way back, and there's not even a decent cup in the house?"

Modis remained silent, rinsing the small cup two or three times, confirming it was clean before pouring a cup of warm water and placing it, precisely in front of the black-and-white photo.

He lowered his voice, with a tone full of lingering tenderness, "I caught a loach in the back river today; do you want it braised or steamed?"

"Deep-fried? That won't do; you have pharyngitis. Be careful, or your throat will itch again at night after eating fried food."

Ignored after a long day of travel, Jessie felt a surge of annoyance. She walked over to Modis, her voice sharp, "Mom made you promise to take care of me before she died. Now you and your granddaughter are struggling to get by, and you still want to play dumb?" Modis slowly turned around. His wrinkled face and murky eyes fixated on Jessie. "Back then, when I helped you, it was you who was never satisfied, becoming greedier and greedier, which led to today's situation."

"Dad! People aim for higher places. If it weren't for my husband's idea, relying solely on us farming and growing fruit in the countryside, how would we raise Yvette? Now she gets the best education, enjoys everything, and becomes a superior person Our family has also settled in Crescentville, and our life can only get better!"

"I also said, if you want to seize someone else's fate, you

will face retribution."

Did we kill someone or set fire to something?" Jessie sneered, "Isn't Shakira doing well? If she hadn't caused trouble and refused to donate

jealousy and malice, like a beast with sharp fangs and an ugly visage. He turned away

woman in the photo, who smiled gently, and after a long while, slowly spoke, "What do

following Shakira's

items from that

taken

her good fortune, you'll need a

She added. "And Yvette, she's in an awkward position with the Nelson family too, overshadowed by Shakira. Yvette is the only granddaughter!

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He shot Jessie a glare and slowly moved into the

you manage to get that girl's personal items, place them with these talismans under Yvette's waist; it should help calm things down for a

was still unsatisfied and continued to press, "How long is

want Yvette to be free of this burden for good, you must bury a drop of her heart's blood along with a strand of Yvette's hair on the highest mountain in Crescentville, to replace it

outside. The sky was hazy, and when she glanced at the time, it was

went downstairs, finding Walter and others already seated in the dining room,

placing oatmeal on the table. "You didn't

"I was just about to come get you; hurry

dressed in a white suit

Walter's eyes twitched slightly. "We're taking the mountain

and couldn't help but laugh,